broken_gizmo

For ten minutes, I fiddled with a remote control that had enough buttons to command a Martian space probe before finally settling on a cartoon about a little boy superhero who did good deeds with urine. In the span of one stoplight, he pissed out a fire, shot a trapped kitten out of a tree with his pee and foiled a bank robbery by micturating in the gas tank of the getaway car. And here I'd been unheroically using urinals all these years.