First off, the only reason I watch most reality shows are because they’re on while I’m at work. Anything on NBC is kind of force-fed to me.
That said, it was a bit of a comedic surprise to me when I saw who was credited as an Executive Producer of I Wanna Be A Hilton:
Dammit, Wayne! That bit of information brought back to the forefront of my mind one of the greatest insults in television history. “Scrote”. It’s not good enough to call your little brother a ball sack, you have to abbreviate it.
Also tonight, I had the pleasure of listening to tennis on the radio. Yes, tennis. On the radio. At least for the 15 seconds before I realized what it was and turned away, thinking, “God, that has to be the most boring sport to broadcast.” (This coming from a guy who has done play by play for both soccer and baseball games.)
Tonight, while you sleep. Pal.