I don’t have cable and stopped watching network television when the barrage of idiotic “reality” shows started cropping up to placate an obese nation in their lust for self-hatred. Anyway, forgive me if I haven’t heard of “Cheaters” a show with the premise in which some greasy, fuck-stick host takes suspicious wives and husbands, with a camera crew, of course, to confront their cheating spouse.
My faith in humanity was hanging by a tether as it was, but I am now fully convinced that we have raced irrevocably past the “Decline of Western Civilization” and entered hell a few turnpikes back. This mound of feces, attempting to pass itself off as entertainment, saddens my already heavy heart.
WARNING: Obscenity, foul language and complete stupidity.
Well, I’ve just been gobsmacked again when stumbling upon the silicone equivalent of the proverbial bag over a woman’s head during sex. Not happy with your ugly girlfriend? Always wanted to make boing-boing with that Hentai character you’ve been wanking to? Purchase a “Cute Mask” and your woman can become anyone you like! How anyone that owns something like this could be in a relationship is beyond me, but there you have it.
Two reviews I happened to stumble upon regarding Nickleback’s music. These aren’t just bad reviews, folks – I’m fairly certain a lynch mob will soon be forming if these goons keep making records. Brutal and hilarious.
“Chad Kroeger and co. are back with another soundtrack for date rapists everywhere.”
