Lights have a boring
Life. Don’t they?
Doesn’t matter which type of
Lights.
On.
Off.
And televisions.
On.
Or off.
Cookers.
On.
Off.
And stereos.
On.
Off.
What a life.
Hang on a minute.
Life.
On.
Off.
Ooh.
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Guys must be boring then. Turned on, turned off, on, off...personally, I like the randomness, and it's not that hard to turn them either way, that's what's so great.