I’ve never had a problem with the TV at motels. Of course I also like my Mexican Soap Operas with the volume turned up as far as it will go.
And I haven’t had a room next to you for ages!
They were doing this bit where some clown was trying to wash his hands but kept washing his feet or his elbows and Elmo would go, no mister noodle, your HANDS! and all the tv kids would laugh.
Around the fourth or fifth time he couldnt find his hands, I heard a grown man yell from somewhere else in the motel, G**DAMMIT, MR. NOODLE.