I'll start. We have a three legged Henry Hoover, and any time anyone hoovers you hear lots of banging and "fuck offs" as it falls over every 3 seconds. It's been like it for five years and rather than replacing it we all have just grown to accept our disabled Henry.
What's that broken thing in your house that everyone just accepts and lives with, despite how annoying it may be? I feel every family must have one 