I was a huge Futurama fan, more than anyone I knew. One day, I got an email with an attachment: an episode of Futurama. I had no idea who sent it or how they got my email, but I was curious. So, I tried to play the episode. It worked fine.
The episode started off normal. It was titled “The Bad Idea.” At first, it seemed like a regular episode. It began with Fry excited about getting a new video game. The game was called “If the Year 3000 Wasn’t Real.” Bender kept warning Fry, telling him, “Don’t do it, Fry.” But Fry ignored him, hit Bender, and stormed out of their hotel.
Fry boarded a boat that was supposed to take him to the place where he could play the game. About three minutes in, I called my friends over to come watch the episode with me. As I waited for them to arrive, I kept watching.
Suddenly, the boat crashed and burst into flames. Fry died in the wreck. Two minutes later, the screen cut to a disturbing image of Fry in Robot Hell.
By the time my friends arrived, the episode had taken a dark turn. They watched with me, but they didn’t like it. They all said, “This is a terrible episode.”
Everyone who worked with Fry was crying, devastated by his death. Later, Fry’s coworkers found his body in the sea. They placed him in a memorial, a place where they honored the dead.
Then, the episode abruptly ended.
My friends were furious. They hated the episode so much that one of them grabbed a hammer and smashed my computer.
I sighed and said, “Okay, I’m done with Futurama.”