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If I were Catholic, I'd have to confess this...

I sat here. On the couch. For an entire hour. It's an hour I can never get back. Wasted. 60 minutes.

I sat here, cringing and snickering, rolling my eyes and making nasty faces. It was like watching a train wreck...I didn't want to watch the carnage, but I couldn't avert my eyes.

I sat here, an otherwise intelligent, witty, talented and motivated human being, and watched...

Tommy Lee Goes to College.

Throughout this reality television program about the former drummer of '80s heavy metal hair band Motley Crue and ex-husband of Pamela "Bouncing Baywatch Babe" Anderson, the following people were mocked:

- Blonde co-ed tutors
- Band geeks
- Nerdy professors in bow ties
- Intelligent overweight co-eds
- Marching band instructors
- The chancelor of a Big 12 university (Univ. of Nebraska)
- An overly tattooed, pierced, nicotine addicted, drug addled, washed up, mediocre 40-something who still guffaws at a horticulture instructor who talks about one plant species' "hairy buds"

And this viewing came two short days after watching the Roast of Pamela Anderson on Comedy Central. This much of Tommy and Pam within one week can't be healthy. I think I might need a methodone program and a round of strong antibiotics, just from watching.

I know you must think much less of me. I'll try to make it up to you.

Comments

Brianne said…
Don't feel bad. Had I not been working I would've watched it too out of sheer curiosity. I have guilty pleasures of that nature. For example, I LOVED Sorority Life on MTV. *hangs head in shame*
9:15 PM
FletcherDodge said…
Amy, I am dissapointed in you. But in your defense, if you're watching "regular" TV anymore, you're pretty much stuck with this kind of trash (or one of those stupid, predictable CSI/Law&Order clones).

But here's my nomination for "Worst... Show... Ever"

What could be more exploitive than a bunch of teens kidnapped with their parents' consent, abused and brainwashed, their travails made into a public spectacle.
11:48 AM
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