Tina and I are getting ready for work this morning. I'm brushing my hair and she is blow-drying hers. The blow dryer is making a humming noise, but it is getting louder and quieter.
Tina: I think this blow dryer is about to go out
She pulls it away from her, looks at it, and moves it back towards her head
Blow-dryer: Humm, whirl, CLANG
Tina jumps, yanks it away from her head and stares at it
The blow-dryer gasps one last time and the coughs out a puff of smoke
I start laughing.