R.I.P
1. We did own one of those TV set things; it sat there in the corner under a layer of dust; then on Sunday J turned it on and it imploded. There was smoke, too.
2. Oh well.
3. As soon as I cancel the TV License direct debit, though, I’m sure I’ll feel the unfightable urge to watch something. Anything. What to do?
Michel Simon dans un musée du sexe ?
4 years ago
5 comments:
Hey, I finally got your RSS feed to work. Hoo-rah.
Hmm, until the internet grows up and gives us full access to TV, news and media I think you're fecked. Buy a new TV, get a license and grit your teeth.
For a bit longer.
:)
No TV? My good lord, how every will you cope without endless reruns of friends and an abundance of shite reality TV? Oh just the thought has sent me into a panic...
the box is evil...
Burn your TV. That way, they can't know what you're thinking. Also, take your fillings out. They put lil cameras in there, you know. You'll excuse me while I go board up the doors and windows....
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