My Housewife Fantasy of Garbage Day......

I really dislike loathe this game system. Well, actually, it's not the game system, or the movies you can watch with it, or even the games, etc. It's the family and personal TIME it devours, like a stinky 2 year old boy (just like the one at my house!) inhales a warm ooey,gooey, mouth watering, right out-of-the-oven, chocolate chip cookie from grandma's house.

I do NOT get what the obsession of the male 20 something year old's have with this toy.

I really think my husband could play  Halo, or Call of Duty, all day and all night for a week. I don't think he would even notice any screaming kids, smell of poopy diapers, or his tired exhausted wife. I also really do not like my little boys watching the ghore, blood, guts, and the sounds (including my hubby yelling with his buddies on the xbox live) during the gaming. I also don't like the snappy mood it puts my husband into while he is playing the games.
I fantasize about the day I rip the game system right out of the entertainment center, cords and all. This is how it plays into my mind.
I toss the little monster of a machine into a large disgusting garbage can, out into the street. I smile as the smelly garbage truck chews and chomps the xbox like a Tryannosaurus Rex consumming the flesh of scavenged dead animals. Then I hear faint, cheesy, tender piano music, as the filthy garbage truck drives away into the sunset.