Wednesday, August 17, 2005
do not ask
i admit that after a much too long self-enforced strike against the bullshit fare they keep serving on suria, i've actually sat through the first two episodes of this oh so cliched reality television show of a wedded couple, ( of course, god forbid, it couldnt have been conceptualised in the spirit of jessica's and nick's television sham of a marriage)
so the audience sit through a phletora of emotions shown by the protagonist of which there are three basic and most used ones - angry husband, even more angry husband and even more and more angry husband, but watch out, in episode two, the sweety boy nostalgia-ridden husband made its debut and i suspect in the future, the even more sweety boy nostalgia-ridden husband combos will show themselves - all of them, of course, delivered with the same straight face
* not since BG from my grandson the doctor has anyone achived this three in one combination without breaking a sweat,
don't get me wrong, hell no, i'm, not against the husband or his wife or the host or whoever wrote the script for the not so real reality show, ( i mean come on, which wife/woman/girl/ will let her other half choose the colour of her floor tile, without putting up much of a fight? and this after he publically chided her over a petty issue) i'm against nobody,
so the reasons why i'm bitchin the way i'm bitchin is because maybe i'm a fan of a couple of aspects of this abominable excuse for a tv program, asince it is tons better than lots of other shit,
my reasons
one: host - without this big guy, there is no show, i mean besides the slapstick fat guy jokes, and all, this once other half of defunct asia bagus contestants carries the program with his wit, and charm ( don't grudge him charm, look who's his wife, but some say jack daniels played his part) i mean he tried to push boundaries man today by saying that he wanted to tag along when the wife said she wanted to breast feed the baby, and he got away with "apa yang keras? barang dia yang keras rupanya"
two: the wife - i say this to the husband - you're a damn lucky man
so actually, yes after all that bs, i admit that she is the only reason i'm watching the show - to oogle at the person whose name begins with the first letter of the show's title,
here's to a weekly indulgence in telekinetic armchair wanking, ¶ 11:54 pm
i admit that after a much too long self-enforced strike against the bullshit fare they keep serving on suria, i've actually sat through the first two episodes of this oh so cliched reality television show of a wedded couple, ( of course, god forbid, it couldnt have been conceptualised in the spirit of jessica's and nick's television sham of a marriage)
so the audience sit through a phletora of emotions shown by the protagonist of which there are three basic and most used ones - angry husband, even more angry husband and even more and more angry husband, but watch out, in episode two, the sweety boy nostalgia-ridden husband made its debut and i suspect in the future, the even more sweety boy nostalgia-ridden husband combos will show themselves - all of them, of course, delivered with the same straight face
* not since BG from my grandson the doctor has anyone achived this three in one combination without breaking a sweat,
don't get me wrong, hell no, i'm, not against the husband or his wife or the host or whoever wrote the script for the not so real reality show, ( i mean come on, which wife/woman/girl/ will let her other half choose the colour of her floor tile, without putting up much of a fight? and this after he publically chided her over a petty issue) i'm against nobody,
so the reasons why i'm bitchin the way i'm bitchin is because maybe i'm a fan of a couple of aspects of this abominable excuse for a tv program, asince it is tons better than lots of other shit,
my reasons
one: host - without this big guy, there is no show, i mean besides the slapstick fat guy jokes, and all, this once other half of defunct asia bagus contestants carries the program with his wit, and charm ( don't grudge him charm, look who's his wife, but some say jack daniels played his part) i mean he tried to push boundaries man today by saying that he wanted to tag along when the wife said she wanted to breast feed the baby, and he got away with "apa yang keras? barang dia yang keras rupanya"
two: the wife - i say this to the husband - you're a damn lucky man
so actually, yes after all that bs, i admit that she is the only reason i'm watching the show - to oogle at the person whose name begins with the first letter of the show's title,
here's to a weekly indulgence in telekinetic armchair wanking, ¶ 11:54 pm
