The Best of Frasier Crane

One thing I need to be more aware of is what channel is on the tv when I go to sleep. Most nights, as I'm drifting off I watch a lil' Nick at Nite, be it Rosanne or The Cosby Show, whatever. I've noticed what happens is the next morning when I get up and turn on the tube,  because it'snow  morning it's back to being a little kids channel. Nickelodeon. That's not gonna work - what if, let's take a walk through dreamworld for a second, I have a lady friend stay over-night? Maybe she wakes up before I do, maybe she never got to fall asleep thanks to her absurd, bordering on medically dangerous orgasms not subsiding and she flips on the tv. So now she's like "what the...I just fucked a dude who watches Rugrats? oh, HELL no!" and she'll never be on board for a booty call again. Or, god forbid, I die in bed. Cops etc come to get me, you know how it is, lottsa standing around, one of em prolly flips on the tv. "This stiff watched Spongebob Squarepants? Queer!!!" I can't get a little dignity on my deathbed, even? Bad enough when they find my porn. And by "find" I mean "walk into my room."