17th
Royal Pains? Really?
Does USA have a special grant from the government to make awful shows? Did they get part of the TARP bailout money exclusively for the purpose of degrading the public will through shitty television?
Is Dick Cheney still the Vice President?
Am I hallucinating? Am I dead? Am I in hell? Did I literally die and go to hell, and this is my punishment?
Royal Pains. I don’t even have to watch the show to know it’s going to be a real brain rape of a program.
Sample dialogue:
“This is the kind of party God would go to,” curly-haired non-doctor brother.
“Yeah. IF He could get IN,” doctor brother, smugly.
<throwing up in mouth>
Look, God. I’m sorry I stole candy when I was six. I’m sorry I cheated on a geography test in fourth grade. I’m sorry I hijacked my freshman year roommate’s webpage and put exotically offensive porn on it. I’m sorry I took an umbrella that wasn’t mine from a lost and found in a New York movie theatre last week.
But I don’t deserve this.
