Gerade einen Bericht im Ct-Magazin übers iPhone gesehen, die haben doch glatt folgende crossreferenz vergessen:

"He pulled the smart brown box out of his pocket and flipped it open. The pointy-eared face of a small green imp stared up at him with that wistful, hopeless smile which, in its various incarnations, he'd come to know and dread. 'Good Morning, Insert Name Here! I am the Dis-Organizer Mark Five, "The Gooseberry"^TM. How may I--' it began, speaking fast in order to get as much said as possible before the inevitable interruption. 'I swear I switched you off', said Vimes. 'You threatened me with a hammer,' said the imp accusingly, and rattled the tiny bars. 'He threatens state-of-the-Craft technomancy with a hammer, everybody!' it shouted. 'He doesn't even fill in the registration card! That's why I have to call him Insert Nam--' 'I thought you'd got rid of that thing, sir,' said Angua as Vimes snapped the lid shut. 'I thought it had had an ... accident.' 'Hah!' said a muffled voice from the box. 'Sybil always gets me a new one,' said Vimes, making a face. 'A better one. But I know this one was turned off.' The box's lid thrust upwards. 'I wake up for alarms!' the imp shrieked. 'Ten colon Forty-Five Sit for Damn Portrait!' Vimes groaned. [...] 'I won't be able to make it, ' he mumbled. 'Then would you like to engage the handy-to-use Bluenose^TM Integrated Messenger Service?' 'What does that do?' said Vimes with deep suspicion. [...] 'Er, basically, it means me running with a message to the nearest clacks tower really fast,' said the imp hopefully. 'And do you come back?' said Vimes, hope also rising. 'Absolutely!' 'Thank you, no,' said Vimes. 'How about a game of Splong!^TM, specially devised for the Mark Five?' pleaded the imp. 'I have the bats right here. No? Perhaps you would prefer the ever-populat Guess My Weight in Pigs? Or I could whistle one of your favourite tunes? My iHUM^TM function enables me to remember up to one thousend five hundred of your all-time--' 'You could try learning to use it, sir,' said Angua, as Vimes once again shut the lid on the protesting voice. 'Did use one,' said Vimes. 'Yup. As a doorstop,' rumbled Detritus, behind him."

_{Terry Pratchett - Thud}

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