Atari? Heh heh... That brings back memories of my father beating ours to death with a paint roller. For some reason (probably my brother), the thing was smoking away on the table. To this day, we have no idea why my dad felt beating the thing would help (or where he got the paint roller). It beat my brother's idea of dumping water on it at any rate.
Not a particularly warm memory, but it still brings gales of laughter when the tale is told at dinner parties.
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