What I'm about to write about may cause my follower count to drop dramatically, but I need to confess...
I purposely set my DVR to remind me to watch this train wreck last night. Seriously though, I couldn't resist the temptation of watching a bunch of red necks talk gibberish for 30 minutes after I drank a couple glasses of wine. It didn't disappoint. Even C gave me the death stare when I turned off the Olympics for this trashness, but once it started and they introduced "Sugar Bear" he was equally hooked.
Complete with a pet pig, stock piles in every room and a pregnant 17 year old. Yeah, safe to say this will become my new Wednesday night trash. How ever will I fit it in once So You Think You Can Dance comes back on?
Please tell me at least one of you became victim to this sleazy delight with me?
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