
I am so embarrassed to admit that I do this every week. I don't watch
CSI on Thursday nights because I don't care about it enough to catch it as soon as it airs (unlike
Lost). I usually flip on the television during lunch or breakfast and watch whatever was recorded the night before. Inevitably, every Friday, I casually turn on
CSI while I'm eating a meal. And, about 10-15 minutes into the show, I lose my appetite. This morning, I was eating Frosted Mini-Wheats (because I'm an adult) and looking at a severed head. Actually, it was a body without a head. A nice, bloody close-up. Guess what? The rest of my cereal went into the garbage disposal. Will I ever learn? Sadly, I don't think I will.
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