I loathe Tuesday night television and its reality bore-fest. There's nothing remotely interesting on, with the possible exception of the new X-files/Lost knockoff, Fringe. We'll have to wait and see if that's actually any good. To top that all off we have two of the worst, most vapid and annoying shows on the planet to suffer through: Janice Dickinson Modeling Agency and Million Dollar Listing.
If it wasn't bad enough that we have to see Janice Jackson and her cavalcade of cosmetic surgery horrors as she tells a bunch of overly pampered models who need to get real jobs, but are devoid of anything remotely resembling talent that they're too fat - size zero doesn't cut it, fatso - then we have the self-absorbed Ewoks of Million Dollar Listing trying to sell real estate (as opposed to fake estate - thanks Fannie Mae!) to irk us to the point of a cruel murder/suicide pact.
This season of the show is over and not a moment too soon, but they cannot escape a hate valentine from yours truly.
2 comments:
This website is a snarky, beautiful mess of fun! You did a fabulous job putting it together!
LOVES!
My saintly side disapproves. My bitchy side gives it two thumbs way up!
Kisses.
Why thank you, Beej!
It was a lot of work, but I like it. We'll just have to see how it grows.
-Shaun
Post a Comment