I always knew there was something not quite right about Netflix. I love the service dearly, but seriously, Netflix, you can ease up on the damn pop-up ads. Everyone knows what you do already.

Seriously. Stop.
But now I'm fairly certain Netflix is just fucking with me for their own amusement. See for yourself:
"Hi Miranda. Netflix Recommendations here. Remember that time you liked a Demetri Martin comedy special? Good times! Based on that information, we think you'll enjoy nothing more than a documentary about whaling."

"You love Arrested Development! And when that one guy loses his hand? Hilarious! So watch Macbeth. His hand is bloody! Do you see the connection yet??"

