Dear Xbox live, I think you fucking suck. Ever since you came into my house you occupy the vast majority of my friends time, you cut into my enjoyment of the living room, and you make it much easier for good people to ignore the outside world and sit in front of the boob tube all day. It's 9:30 am and already you are occupying the living room. Your owner has already said he intends to play you all fucking day on his day off. Awesome. You also cause my roommates to be blinded to things other than yourself. Just this weekend I came home from work with an arm load of beer and walked right in front of them when they were playing you. They didn't even register that I passed before them, and noticed the beer in the fridge before they noticed me. My home is now much less social, I can't hang out with my roommates, I'm reduced to playing guitar outside and making conversation with a little hermit man who sleeps on our couch.
I hope you are a phase xbox live. I hope you are a flash in the pan of video game history, like R.O.B. the nintendo robot or the power glove. But I'm afraid that you will stick around and further encourage the youth to ignore the world around them and spend countless more hours in front of the boob tube. But whatever, in the end you will be just another machine. Memories are made of people you spent time with, places you went, and great things you did; not time you spent online playing video games. In conclusion, you are a time killing vampire and a complete douchebag, and I for one, will not participate in your tomfoolery.
Sincerely,
Concerned roommate
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