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December 20, 2005

How our DVR wishes us happy holidays...

We have a lovely DVR (Digital Video Recorder) through Rogers, and though it has a number of irritating idiosyncracies, it does tend to be -- on the whole -- a good little being.

And lately, it's started bring us presents.

In the form of late-night, movie-channel special, hardcore porn.

That's right. While we go through our recorded lists trying to make sure programs or movies are saved ("Grosse Point Blank can be erased -- it's got bloody commercials" etc), we occasionally find "adult" selections.

Now, Chris and I have a pretty open relationship when it comes to porn. I have no problem with it unless he starts hiding it (in which case I figure there's some subversive fetish he doesn't want me to know about and I should fear). Go forth. Watch porn. I'm fine with it. I'll even watch it occasionally.

But Chris is as mystified about these magical full-on-penetration skin flicks as I am. And the DVR isn't recording anything else...

Is this a service DVRs offer for all their patrons?


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