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I Hope You All Die In A Fire
You know, I have hated reality TV since it's inception, but occasionally I will get trapped at the gym with the long line of tvs showing nothing but those programs with the closed captioning on.
And I realized something. Every singe person on those shows is a whiny, immature brat who would be much happier and would be enjoying whatever 'predicament' they were if if only the possessed the slightest spark of adventure, disciple, or endurance.
And I realized something. Every singe person on those shows is a whiny, immature brat who would be much happier and would be enjoying whatever 'predicament' they were if if only the possessed the slightest spark of adventure, disciple, or endurance.
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That show peaked in the late 90s, had some genuinely interesting contestants and a phenomenal host, was originally a Belgium idea, had a very bad re-make last year, and has been Mensa-approved.
That is The Mole.
Every other reality show can just shrivel up and die: The exception has come, and gone, and now the genre has reached the highest level of entertainment or art that it could ever hope to achieve.
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