Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Jersey Shore

I hate to admit to this. Particularly as for so long I have been in blissful (and proud) ignorance of the 'characters' of this show, what the hell the show was about (hint getting drunk and being as vile as possible) and how to decipher their Jersey-speak.
But this all changed over the Christmas break, there I was staying up too late and I flicked the station over, where they play some riveting car crash television late at night. Suddenly a diminutive little girl with big hair was handing over her hoop earrings and telling someone to 'hold these for me' and then promptly engaging in a awkward girl fight with someone called Angelina. I was hooked. I needed to see the rest of the fight. And so on and so on. Yes I feel my brain cells diminishing with every episode but sometimes you need that switching off of the brain reality television provides.
His only redeeming feature seems to be his abs
So yes, now I am part of an elite group of people who know what grenades are when referring to women, and what DTF stands for. Of course I never said I liked the characters, they are truly vile at times, the men sexist disgusting pigs, the women caricatures of .... etc why am I even justifying myself? We all have our embarrassing habits.

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