My mom would also like there to be a skip theme song option on streaming sites so that TV marathons aren’t unduly burdened by constant theme song repetition.
My mom’s inhuman dislike for animation gives her a disorder that renders all similarly themed animated shows as identical.
I got the following note recently from my mom in the morning after a particularly late night of Scandal marathoning:
"Can you take the dog out? I’m SO tired! #scandaliskillingme"
The best thing about watching Scandal with my mom is that she whispers “scandaaal” every time there’s a twist and/or a character does something….well….scandalous.
The word scandal has thus ceased having meaning to me. Like when you say “spoon” over and over again until it stops sounding like a word that exists.
You could easily turn this into Reality Competition Mad Libs:
There are _______ ________
They _______ around.
Someone is _______.
It’s the same every year.
Come to think of it, this would work for most television.
So this happened a few months ago, and my parents still haven’t finished the film. I unsuccessfully tried to sell it as a dance movie.
Until recently, my mom thought the Internet consisted only of e-mail, Facebook, and websites about fitness.