So, when I had Netflix set up for the first time through our X-Box, it was quite the novelty. We hadn't had cable in about a million years, so the concept of both variety and affordability was obviously appealing.
We initially watched a plethora of things from intense drug movies, to ridiculous kid flicks like "3 Ninja's: Kick Back", to six part documentaries on Auschwitz. With every new viewing, an entirely specialized new category shows up.
Currently showing are witty independent movies, dark movies featuring a strong female lead, and sentimental dramas. I am both concerned and entertained at the categories it presents me with.
I phoned mother to share with her my delight in the new laziness facilitator.
"Don't you need one of those Box-y things to work it--"
"X Box, Mother...it's called--"
"--or one of those wee-ee's?"
Hold the phone...did she just say what I thought she said?
"...did you just say 'wee-ee'?"
"Well...yeah! You know that thing with the weird flingy controller?"
Sweet Jesus. She meant Wii.
I laughed at her for a solid five minutes and she, being old and adorable, just good-naturedly joined in. I swear to god, the shit that comes out of that woman's mouth.
Wee-ee. For real.
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