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True story: unbeknownst to us, our TV was about to die on us due to electrical problems (it was old, and dust and dog hair were causing it to spike). My partner was a computer consultant, and so I would take him to the airport on Sunday afternoon and pick him up Thursday evening, so most of the time, I was alone. The night that particular episode debuted, I had decided to go to bed early. The TV spiked, turned itself on in the middle of one of the monster's attacks. I thought someone was breaking in downstairs. Scared the piss out of me. I nearly ended up pulling an Elvis (i.e., shooting the TV).
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