A waste on top of waste
Confession time: I’m addicted to The Hills. I know, it sucks, I suck, lame lame lame. Whatever. I don’t do drugs or drink (excessively. ok, but not very often.) or kick puppies. This is my vice. Get off my back.
So tonight is the season premier, and I know half hour shows usually have a lot of commercials. But you would have thought this was the fucking Super Bowl. The first commercial break lasted, I shit you not, 11 minutes. I saw three commercials twice. And then a few more commercials. And then, right before I stabbed myself, another commercial. And then I had time to clean and dress my wound, sanitize the knife, return it to the kitchen drawer, beat my head against the wall for actually wanting to watch the show, and head back upstairs before the commercial break was over.
The second break lasted four minutes (I’m starting it from when that annoying Australian chick started talking to Heidi’s sister–like anyone wants to see that shit anyway!–and including a sneak peak at some movie with that fugly blond chick from Scary Movie). Take away two more minutes for the opening and closing shit, and another minute for the recap crap at the beginning, and you’re left with about 12 minutes of show. Twelve. Minutes.
I know nothing ever happens on The Hills, but this time it was like producers were rubbing it in. “Haha, you tuned in to see a shitty reality show and instead we’re going to show you the same Taco Bell, Comcast and shitty ass movie commercials two or three times in the same break! Fuck you!”
Also, Spencer? World. Class. Douche. But as big of a douche as he is, Lo’s an even bigger bitch.
