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Ultimate Shame

I don't know how it happened exactly. In fact, I'd like to pretend it never happened at all. You see, somehow I was sitting on the couch watching t.v. and then it happened. The horror of it all kept me from being able to change the course of events. I sat in stunned silence trying to comprehend what had possessed me, trying to determine who's invisible hands were guiding me down this wretched path. After enduring my 60 minutes of personal torment and shame, it was over as quickly as it began. With a click of the remote I hung my head low and vowed Curt to never tell a soul that I had not only watched, but actually enjoyed an episode of Wife Swap.

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because there’s nothing that amuses me more than hearing your pathetic opinion


haha, thats to funny. I love that show.


D,
That is so sad. It's the end of western civilization! How are you going to be able to drink your sweet, fruity drinks and watch shows like that? You'll have to switch to, ugh, Bud or Jack Daniels...
Next you'll be going to NASCAR events and watching Wrasslin' (for all the wrong reasons)!
I've heard that electro-shock therapy can do wonders for these episodes!
Gather children, let us pray!


Great. So I have one friend who's all like "GREEEEAT show. Watch it more!" and another who's like "We're going to exorcise the demon of Wife Swap out of you!!!!"


At first I thought the show was garbage...now I am hooked...get an exorcist.


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