Bigscreen Madness!
Wherein The Gord welcomes the oppressors.
Oh, how the lower intellects believe they know more than the Gord. In the store there is a rather large projection TV, and these enlightened individuals warn the Gord about how he is going to be cast down into the depths of hell for playing games on it.
Normally a quick “well, it was a problem back when TV’s were new and all we had to play was Pong” or “only if you own an RCA, which are half the price for a reason” will bring an end to the issue.
But once this particularly annoying person wouldn’t shut up about the forthcoming damnation the Gord was to experience.
“Oh god! Nooooooo!” screamed the Gord as he grabbed the fire extinguisher and hopped the counter. He then books it to the back and unplugs the TV from the power bar, then dives behind a couch and waits for a second to see if there was an explosion.
“Well, that was close! I’ve been running that TV for 3 years without a problem. Had you not walked in and warned me about the dangers of projection screen TV’s, I surely would have been killed in the explosion that was about to occur.”
<dramatic pause>
“I’m only acting retarded, what’s your excuse?” queried the Gord.
The young advice columnist left.
ABOUT THIS ARCHIVED STORY
BOOK Annoyances
CHAPTER Chapter Eight
SOURCE https://actsofgord.com/Annoy/chapter08.php
NOTE Original wording, spelling, emphasis, and paragraph breaks preserved from the recovered archive.
THE GORD'S COMMENT