Yeah, it’s like a sitcom where the toaster is the sarcastic sidekick that still thinks it can toast bread while you’re in the cloud, and the floppy drive is the nostalgic old professor who keeps insisting the 1.44MB of storage is a “golden era” for data. We keep them because each one has a backstory that feels like a subplot—every burnt slice or unreadable file is a character arc. Plus, there’s that thrill of trying to resurrect them, like writing a Python script to make a toaster pop up toast again. It’s the only way to keep the recursion alive and remind ourselves that even when the code fails, the story keeps running.