I bought a thrifted typewriter. Lord knows why I felt I needed it, but I put it to good use by sending my sister "faxes". I would type a mean spirited poem and tri-fold the paper in a business like manner and slip it under her bedroom door. The outside said "FAX FOR YOU". My thinking would be that it looked so official and business-like she couldn't NOT read it! I would wait outside the door until I heard her pick up the "fax" and read it. Soon she was sending me similar "faxes" under my door.