The two towers came to live with me a while ago and all was good.
But just as all pairs of towers do, after a time, they grew lonely and forlorn. They seemed to lose some of their enthusiasm for tweeting and woofering. Their cables gave the impression of drooping a little. Although they didn't lack anything, they seemed to be pining for something... more.
So I thought and I thought and the answer came to me all at once. I must cast a magic spell with a card made of plastic. And so I did.
Soon thereafter a mysterious man dressed all in brown rang my doorbell. When I opened the door, he caused me to wave a brown wand of magic over a small brown device that he carried on his person. As a reward, he gave me a mysterious box made of brown cardboard that came from far away, over the horizon.
In that box was a bag made of lint. In that bag of lint was a mail order companion. She had the same features and skin color as the towers but unlike the towers, she was short and fat and had two slots in front but no hole in the rear.
It was love at first sight.
I tenderly put them all close together but not too close, like a happy little family.
Then I turned 'em up real loud.
The end.