Friday, December 18, 2009

The payoff to the touch of death story...

So, yes, I kill DVD players. When I mentioned it yesterday, I couldn't tell the full story cause I didn't want to ruin the surprise for Not-So-Ex. The day before I brought about the demise of our DVD player, I took our family another step in the direction of the modern age and bought a Blu-Ray player to go with our new HDTV.

No, I didn't know that the DVD player would be so devastated by the knowledge that it would be replaced that it would choose to give up the ghost rather than be moved from the living room to the bedroom, but whatever. I went ahead and gave it to Not-So-Ex as an early gift, since he already gave me the gift he got me.

When he opened it, he said,
"Awesome! It streams Netflix and everything.
It's perfect. Once I get it hooked up, there will
be some rules though. You are never, ever to
touch it with your touch of death. If you need
to play a DVD, ask Hunter (our son) to put the
disc in. Maybe, after a while, I'll let you use the
remote. But you're gonna have to prove that it'll
keep working. We're keeping this one for a good,
long time."

Touche, Not-So-Ex.

3 comments:

Doc said...

ROTFL !!! Your son is gonna have to put the disc in for you? Oh man this death to machines thing is worse than I thought!

Paige said...

Well he's lost a lot of DVD players over the years so I guess he had to lay down the law.

So I couldn't even type that with a straight face. Like anyone can lay down the law to me. LOL

Evil Twin's Wife said...

With your track record, I think I'd heed his warning! LOL!