VHS is better until you want to watch Tron with your brother and a mutual friend late on a Friday night but the player in the bottom of the TV violently shoots the tape back out at you, making you too scared to use that player for a while.
Just kidding, VHS isn’t better, but the rest of the story is true, and perhaps my favorite story of my early-double-digit-years.
That’s what my last VCR* tended to do before it gave up the ghost.
*True VCR, that is, not my DVD/VCR combo, which still functions swell (the VCR half, anyway).