Dad gets One Hour

Entry to "A short short short short short short story about watching TV"

Inordinately fatigued, the father of four entered his domain and fed electricity to his favorite friend. Lights blaring from the screen were a lifeless blue against the walls but brilliantly magnificent in his eyes. The content, viewer's discretion whether or not advised, worked to revive, nourish, and resurrect his self-forsaken soul. He was now king of the castle, having faced, not unlike a primal warrior, a crippling long day battling traffic and corporate normalcy. Victory now in his grasp, a world of choices beckoned as he, with casual indulgence, reaped his reward... one uninterrupted hour in front of the television.