said the TV to access:
"I, in a house, are more popular than you!"
"Oh yeah," replied the process, "Why never? "
" I cheer gift, "she said.
"Me too," said another.
"You do not show reality shows and"
"Pfui!", Said the process followed by the sound of the flush to the anger, "And this you call 'fun'?"
"Why, what do you offer?"
" A lap to sit comfortably and get rid of that inner penis! "he said poetically.
"You're an idiot, that shit is fun, it's just shit and piss!"
"You are always vulgar, do not ever contradict."
"And you always stink!"
"You're wrong, I put the mouthwash in the morning .
"And then you do not make people happy."
"Instead, after getting rid of are light and happy as nightingales"
"Idiot, the satisfaction of a need does not bring happiness, it takes much more!
"I know, but it is a prerequisite to achieve it, if it meets your needs first, never reach happiness. "
" You're boring, you have a monotonous voice and guttural with an echo that gets on my nerves! "
" And you talk too much, only to come say shit, things that healthy people should not never be of interest also does not have an item you, the original, are you confused between a thousand voices from different backgrounds who know of hypocrisy! "
" My dear, I am the voice of society, the world, man! Are the synthesis of humanity! "
" Cara box of many colors, of humanity in there, there's little, it speaks through clichés, gossip and catchy, it's all sterile fiction that's not the real world, whether good or bad! You're just a means to make it worse the people to dictate their tastes, feelings and emotions! Are you a stage Paraculo and philosophers of the prick! "
" Look, wise guy, people look at me, I still watch, I want to, love me! I am a very high percentage of time they spend in the house! "
" True, true, but always remember that couch potatoes are like drug addicts, has made sure that you are now but to occupy the leisure time of their dreary days! Therefore, the drug dealers that you would like to thank the government! "
" How I hate you! You are a ball, and then if there was you could enjoy more attention, people are less likely to interrupt my vision if forced to piss and shit on the street, are an unnecessary luxury "
" Look who's talking, I'm a useless luxury ... "
" Yes, sìiiiiiiii "continued TV now to anger, "and then people think you think about shit, piss, vomiting, with more total crap!"
"Ah, ah, ah, ah!" laughed the process with a long and loud exhaust noise, "You're right, my dear, but remember the shit I delete it to him while you throw it to him on!"
was the coup de grace for the poor tv: bursting with sparks emanating sounds scary, went haywire and sent black smoke from a smelly ass. She was dead. And as a last wish he had thrown a little more 'shit.
The first process the tasks, then he rubbed and felt triumphant.
The hosts were soon back home, the first thing everyone did a pretty piss, contendendoselo and fighting for the priority, and the baby shit.
soon entered the residence, which was directly opposite the bathroom, were assailed by a terrible smell of burnt plastic and metal that, by comparison, that of the process, after the crap of the child, seemed to smell of lavender. They realized, then, the death of TV: the mother was the first to scream, assaulted the thought of not being able to look a bit 'of time, "One hundred windows", followed by his daughter who had the same thought "Big Brother", followed by the milder grief of his father that he should lose the game of "Champions" and, Finally, from a child, however, jumped and screamed with joy, saying: "Hooray, hooray, now in the evening, Dad plays with me." These words soften infinitely dad, who picked him up and kissing him with love and, consequently, his mother and sister did the same. Every night, intent on meeting the needs of television, did not realize the need for affection of the child and that the need was also felt from them.
The couple carried the corpse stinking up the nearest dumpster, I stand on the floor, then entered the house. He passed a dog and you pissed on it.
"But who cares about the TV, now play with the toy cars," said the father with a new face, more beautiful, "But ..." he continued, "... I very nearly the first to make a shit."
