I once read a story about a little girl whose father went off to war. When it was reported that he had been killed, her mother died of heartbreak. The girl was put in an orphanage, where she was beaten. She ran away to live on the streets, only to be kidnapped by thugs and forced to work in a dark basement sweatshop.
However, it turned out the father wasn't dead after all. He returned from the front and sought his daughter at the orphanage, but to no avail. So he decided to drive around the city, looking for her on the streets.
The girl somehow managed to escape her prison and ran outside, where she was blinded by the bright light and stopped in the middle of the street. Her father didn't see her until the last second and plowed her down with his car. She was so changed by her ordeal that he didn't even recognize the little girl he'd just crushed.
This story was more fun than watching the Browns game Sunday.