I hate reality television, and usually when I'm surfing channels late at night I can pass by a disgusting reality program without problems, but one I ran into last night stopped me dead in my tracks. Yes, as I passed the cultural cesspool that is MTV, I had the extreme displeasure of being exposed to Paris Hilton: My New BFF. LIKE, OH MY GOD! FRIENDSHIP, TO ME, IS LIKE, DOING WELL IN PRE-SCHEDULED REALITY TV EVENTS AND LIVING COMFORTABLY IN A HOUSE WITH SIX OTHER ANNOYING BLOND BITCHES! God help us!
Here is an quick summary of one of the episodes, straight from MTV.com: The game is on for the BFFs who held nothing back during their last visit with Paris. After hitting the streets of Hollywood and bearing it all in a hot tub, who will go home and who will be in the final running to be Paris' new BFF?
Wow, can't wait to tune in for this one? Am I wrong here or does this competition (if you can call it that) seem to be all about which one of these airheads can emulate the Queen Airhead of them all the best? News Flash to any terrorists reading my blog: THIS is the part of American Culture you should be working to destroy!
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