RIP Roku Remote

You didn’t stand a chance.  Against my mighty teeth you were powerless, and as you sat on that high shelf, mostly hidden from my view, you tempted me.  Day after day after day.  I would see your purple handle flapping, and the way your buttons beckoned to me.

We both knew that your destruction was imminent.  It was just a matter of time.  Even mum knew.  Her attempts to hide you from me became less serious as she knew your time was near.

And so it came to pass.  Chomped, and deactivated.

Luckily for both of us, mum discovered that the Roku app on her phone can control her television.  So we are both (well, maybe not you so much) safe.

You put up a good fight, Roku remote.  You have nothing to be ashamed of.

Love,

Otto Fizz