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http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stevie_Wonder Helps if u were born [i]before[/i] 1995

Ik who he is but what is [i]answering the iron[/i]

Let me be more in-depth in the form of a quick story version for you. Tired from a long day at the studio, Stevie slumped down onto his couch; feeling hungry and confused. He knew what to do to satisfy his hunger, but when it came to his confusion, he was at a quandry. "Why is there a breeze in my house, I just got here and the service monkey always keeps the room at a cool 72 degrees" he thought aloud to himself. He wandered around feeling his way around the room for near an hour until that lazy piece of crap monkey closed the front door; as stevie forgot to close it behind him on the way in. Hearing the loud -slam- of the front door, he put two and two together and thanked mojo for his help in the matter. After changing into his comfy pj's, stevie hung his clothes next to the couch, set up his ironing board and plugged in his iron, so he could iron his signature black suit for tomorrows tireless day at the studio. By this time, his stomach was growling fairly loudly, "Reheated fried chicken and purple drank, here I come!" He exclaimed to mojo, who was now nervously watching the iron heat quietly upon the ironing board. After putting his dinner on a microwave safe dish, he slid the entree into the microwave and cautiously felt the special brail buttons on the side of the appliance ([b]as he was blind, you see[/b]) and hit start. In the other room, the phone rang loudly so stevie (and more importantly, mojo) could hear that someone was trying to reach the famous singer. Upon hearing it, mojo grabbed the phone and put it next to the now-blazing-hot clothes iron so his master would not forget to take care of the possible fire hazard. Stevie rushed over, gripped the phone and held it to his ear, "This is Stevie Wonder, how can I help you?" he said...But there was no one there, only static; strange static, almost a sizzle and hiss. Then there was pain, hot, burning pain. He shrieked at the top of his talent-ridden lungs as the whole side of his face was burned from the iron instead of the phone. tldr: he's blind