So, we got back from fencing tonight, and my brother decided he wanted a snack. While he was spending time in the kitchen, eating whatever he was eating, he mentioned that he was hearing music. Myself being on my computer, I was asked if I was listening to something. They also checked my mother's bedroom, the iTunes on the computer outside, and I even wondered if the high school might be having another party where the music is being blasted as loud as possible.
It was none of these.
Eventually, we realized it was coming from the kitchen. Then mother realized it was coming...
From the trash can.
Yes. The trash can.
Guess we threw away an iPod that wasn't completely dead.
Fare thee well, friend!