The sequence of events went something like this:
I was watching television before I went to work.
I went to work but forgot to turn the television off.
While I was at work, by some sorcery or witchcraft, the television broadcast Bon Jovi videos.
Half-way through the first video, the poor television couldn’t take any more and decided to leave us for the great big broadcast in the sky.
That television was my best friend…
You need a good Bon Jovi counter-curse.
That would be Tom Waits.
I hope Bon Jovi isn’t haunting your house now Bill Y! Egads!
He haunts my dreams, Don Don’s. He haunts my dreams!
Now that’s how you dis-mantel a TV!
This mantle looked alright when I left for work, that morning.