Though I stay out of the shitty TV trap for the most part, my dad has descended into a habit of truly shitty TV.
We've had our arguments in the past regarding NASCAR -vs- Formula One.
But now he's into any and all of those murder re-enactment shows. 100 Ways to Die, Cold Case Files. Mom can;t be bothered to learn to control the AV system, so he gets the run of the DVR
- I need Malcolm. You're too Martin. Know what they did to him, they killed him. . .
- Didn't they kill Malcolm too?
- No, no, no, they say that. But ain't nobody seen the body since the funeral.
- That's how funerals work.