Heh…
non aesthetic things on X (formerly Twitter): “Guy pranked his mom by using a video on TV as an announcement that aliens had invaded Earth. pic.twitter.com/ChPytOVETl / X”
Guy pranked his mom by using a video on TV as an announcement that aliens had invaded Earth. pic.twitter.com/ChPytOVETl
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That was funny!
what a potty mouth for “mom”
While amusing you must remember, this moron is allowed to drive, to vote and has already bred, passing along her defective genes and subpar intellect.
Years ago, one of the formerly big three channels aired some kinda drama about a meteor shower burning up a wide swath of the United States. Or maybe it was wildfires, I don’t recall exactly. Whatever, big fires including much of California, if I recall correctly.
I know, I know, but we can dream, can’t we?
Anyway, my father always referred to this kind of programming as pipe dreams. I should also mention that it was his wont to turn on CNN and let it drone away for hours, until Mother would get sick of it and disarm him of the television remote. We shall see the correlation of this annoying habit to the program in question shortly.
Now this was not the sort of program to interest me, but I was aware of its existence in a vague sort of way. At that time, I was living out of state and by chance the program aired during the customary time for the weekly call home. Mother and I were chatting, and she said, isn’t it awful about all those people getting burned up?
What people, Mother?
All those people getting burned up by meteors. It’s all they’re showing on the news, haven’t you heard? It’s horrible.
I was not sure how to process this, because Mother always took being wrong quite personally. But finally, I couldn’t stand it any longer, and as innocently as possible asked her if she’d ever heard of Orson Wells, knowing full well that as a young ‘un, she’d heard his famous Martian invasion broadcast on the radio.
Yeah, she said, War of the Worlds, what of it? Then maybe a five-count pause, during which I knew better than to say a word.
No, she said. Then maybe another five-count pause.
Dammit, she said. Then yet another long pause.
Click, and phone went dead.
I thought it best to not bring up the subject the next time I called home. So, I didn’t.
A vary dumb libturd. Can’t change the channel to see what other “news” programs are saying.