Watching too much boob tube...

So again...as most days...I do the virtual unzip of my brain to let it relax. I do this by tuning into the two freakiest dating shows on television: The 5th Wheel, and Elimidate.

For those of you not in the know, The 5th Wheel features a 5 wheel RV filled Noah's Ark style with a pair of guys and a pair of girls and send them out on a date. Then they throw in another single someone to break it up. And then they pick who they wanna hook up with. Gnarly.

And then Elimidate. One guy or gal goes out on a date with 5 singles of the opposite planet. Then they get voted off the island one by one by the lucky single one. It's rather trashy...but then both of these shows are.

Anyrate.

Last night I watched Sex and The City for the first time. I should not watch this show. No, I shouldn't. But I do. Why?

Why Anthony shouldn't watch it:

Anthony is a bitter black man.

Male friends accuse me of growing a vagina.

The show is filled with hot women who complain that they cannot get dates.

Said hot women specifically say that they are picky, and will not date hopeless romantics, poor guys, or not so good looking guys.

Anthony is a hopeless romantic, kinda on the poor side, and not so good looking.

They pick on the nice guy.

Anthony is a nice guy.

Features really unfortunate looking guys dating models; gorgeous, and intelligent women; and upwardly mobile Glamour filled chicks.

Anthony does not think that the above thing will happen in the real world.

Carrie is the only sane one.

Carrie is the only one who even remotely thinks like I do.

Almost every situation on the show is train wreckesh.

Why am I still going to continue watching it?

I like watching train wreck situations, no matter how painful they are.

Anthony has realized that for women who are bitching about not getting nookie, they get an awful lot of nookie.

Sarah Jessica Parker has AMAZING legs.

Red Heads.

Brunettes.

Blondes.

Anthony actually likes Sarah Jessica Parker's nose...it's real, and kinda endearing.

Mr. Big is da bomb.

The show's writing is good enough to be addicting.

Anthony has sat in on enough of those types of conversations with his female friends, that he finds himself arguing with them, and nodding as the situation calls for.

Anthony does not take much convincing to watch lovely women sit around and talk sex, and re-enact...um...stuff...

Man, sometimes I hate it when they release full seasons of stuff on DVD...

Hee...surprise there...

You're a Basket Case... you feel compleatly
rejected and ignored by everyone around you,
even your parents. Everyday is much the same
and your always prepared to run away from it
all. Life will get better, in the mean time
unpack that bag of clothes you drag around with
you where ever you go.


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