Combine_Advisor
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I have a Nokia 6230
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That actually looks very nice, how does it perform?
I bet the vibrator's awesome.Eh, it's OK. It does cell phone things. I'm the kind of guy that will live with just a regular old POS phone, but my roomie wanted to get one, and said she would buy me one if I got it. WOOT.
It's pretty good, except for the whole Verizon saying... "$40 for the USB cable!" Pfft. The spinny thing on the front of the phone is too touchy, and no way to adjust that, along with the "touch sensative" buttons next to the spinny thing. You can change the sensitivity of those, but really, the slightest touch sets them off, which drives me mad sometimes...
Other than that, it does it's job.
I bet the vibrator's awesome.
Same as monkey, but I like mine D:Sony Ericsson K310
It's the worst phone in the world, don't buy it! The vibrator is broken, so I'll probably be buying a new one soon (which I should've done a year ago).
This.None, I hate the damn things.
This.This.
Well, I don't 'hate' them, but I just don't need one yet.
This.
Well, I don't 'hate' them, but I just don't need one yet.
My parents both used to have these, so I had a couple of them lying around when they moved on to better models. It should also be kept in mind that cell phones are banned at my school.
So one day at school I find the vice principal and stand a ways off, holding one up to my ear and pretending to talk in it. Of course she walks up to me and confiscates it. When she walks off I pull out the other one. I keep talking. She takes that one too. At this point I reach into my backpack where I have stashed a large house phone, with a handset, cradle, cord, everything. I pull the handset out and start yapping, she comes up and says, "come with me". I say, "I'll call you back."
In her office she takes the entire phone, asks me my name, puts a label on it saying who's the phone is, and she's telling me how she appreciates a joke and all this crap, and I can get them back after four o'clock. (I go home at two) I say ok. As far as I know, she has two ancient cell phones and a house phone in the bottom drawer of her desk still.
My parents both used to have these, so I had a couple of them lying around when they moved on to better models. It should also be kept in mind that cell phones are banned at my school.
So one day at school I find the vice principal and stand a ways off, holding one up to my ear and pretending to talk in it. Of course she walks up to me and confiscates it. When she walks off I pull out the other one. I keep talking. She takes that one too. At this point I reach into my backpack where I have stashed a large house phone, with a handset, cradle, cord, everything. I pull the handset out and start yapping, she comes up and says, "come with me". I say, "I'll call you back."
In her office she takes the entire phone, asks me my name, puts a label on it saying who's the phone is, and she's telling me how she appreciates a joke and all this crap, and I can get them back after four o'clock. (I go home at two) I say ok. As far as I know, she has two ancient cell phones and a house phone in the bottom drawer of her desk still.
My parents both used to have these, so I had a couple of them lying around when they moved on to better models. It should also be kept in mind that cell phones are banned at my school.
So one day at school I find the vice principal and stand a ways off, holding one up to my ear and pretending to talk in it. Of course she walks up to me and confiscates it. When she walks off I pull out the other one. I keep talking. She takes that one too. At this point I reach into my backpack where I have stashed a large house phone, with a handset, cradle, cord, everything. I pull the handset out and start yapping, she comes up and says, "come with me". I say, "I'll call you back."
In her office she takes the entire phone, asks me my name, puts a label on it saying who's the phone is, and she's telling me how she appreciates a joke and all this crap, and I can get them back after four o'clock. (I go home at two) I say ok. As far as I know, she has two ancient cell phones and a house phone in the bottom drawer of her desk still.