

I would never use a hotel TV by choice. When it happens, it’s because there’s literally nothing else to do in that moment. But even then, it’s a struggle of shit quality, the most fucked up position in the room imagineable, unintelligible audio, and a bombardment of unskippale advertising.
Really, the only thing entertaining is seeing if any previous guests stayed logged into Netflix, then finding weird stuff to add to their ‘Continue Watching’ category.













I mean, literally that’s how it works. But once it’s out, it doesn’t recombust unless the fire crew flicks a cigarette.