This is boring.

Watching TV had slowly degraded for an old gentleman named Mr. Beff.

The quality’s gone downhill. There’s less channels than ever.

He had slowly become dissatisfied with TV. Networks were pulling shows, series, and even entire channels.

Super Bowl’s not even on TV anymore. Gotta listen to it on the radio.

Eventually, there was only one channel. And it wasn’t much to watch.

All this stupid show shows is a family on their couch. They’re just sitting there. How boring.

But Mr. Beff kept watching, simply out of boredom.

I guess sometimes they’re eating, or sleeping. That’s different.

Mr. Beff soon passed away in his chair, for he spent nearly all his time there.

Joanne looked up at her mother. “Is he dead?”

Her mother glanced at the screen, hesitated, then replied, “Yes, he’s finally dead. After all these years just staring at the wall, he passed away.”

Her husband wandered in to the room.

“So he’s dead, huh? Our only TV station is gone, then. C’mon, kids. Let’s go outside.”