Now I'm not try to be rude with the title but there might be a little truth in the meaning. My real story is that I was driving down the road yesterday and my car completely took over control and turned me into my local Auction House, naughty car.
I just happen to get this beautiful large Doulton Lambeth Jug with a solid silver lid, it's dated 1873 and will go nicely in my collection. I now have to teach my car to behave itself, and for me not to actually bid on my PC during the auction earlier in the day.