I was on a laundry kick last night + Bobby forgot to take his cell phone out of his pocket and laid them on the bed after working outside in them = 10 month old Motorola Razor going through the washing machine.
We rushed out this morning, swapped phones, and activated my old one for me. I felt semi-responsible, so I let him have mine.
I never really wanted it anyways. I bought the one I really want on e-bay and will activate it when it comes. :~)