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R E V I E W S B Y A S T U P I D ,
B I T T E R A S S H O L E W H O
J U S T G O T F I R E D
A N D H I T T H E B O T T L E
T H E R E B Y C A U S I N G H I S W I F E
T O L E A V E H I M ,
T H U S F O R C I N G H I M T O
R E D O U B L E H IS D R I N K I N G
Yankee Pot Roast
Coupling. More like Crapling!
That new show with Luis Guzman: I don't really get "ethnic" humor. I do like salsa, though, so I gave it a shot. The result: muy crappola. Besides, there's too many Spanish people on TV. Who does this guy think he is, Desi Arnaz, Jr.? To hell with Luis Guzman.
Two and a 1/2 Men: Just because I didn't see it doesn't mean I don't think it's stupid. What a waste of time for everybody involved, except mine, because I didn't see it. Assholes.
Whoopi: More like Crapling!
Miss Match: Crap, I vomited all over the sofabed. What do I use to get it out? Seltzer? Everybody says seltzer gets out anything, but I don’t see how the powers of carbonation are gonna get my sofabed reasonably clean. “Miss Match” sucked, by the way
The O.C.: Speaking of “Miss Match,” I used to have a gigantic, all-consuming crush on Alicia Silverstone, circa Clueless, but I’m past that now. Now I devote all my lusty dreams toward the chick who plays the next-door-neighbor chick on “The O.C.”
The Lyon’s Den: Rob Lowe can suck it.
Tru Calling: More like Crapling!
Friends: This show is long past its time to retire. At this point, it's nothing but a second-rate “Coupling,” only with less sexual innuendo. And all those chicks are aging rapidly. Just like my soon-to-be-ex wife, that lousy tramp. How many aspirin can you take without worrying about overdosing? 20? 30?
Everybody Loves Raymond: I can think of one person who doesn't. Me! That's right, I do not love Raymond. I love Peter Boyle, Ray’s cantankerous pop.
L.A. Law: I missed too many episodes and now I don't understand what's happening here. How did John Goodman become the president? He’s fatter than Taft!
Frasier: Cripes, is this show still on?!? That dog that plays Eddie can’t still be alive, can he? It’s probably been replaced by an animatronic puppet by now.
Gilmore Girls: Now we’re talkin’. This show rocks. I haven’t actually seen it, but I hear great things from Madison, my 12-year-old niece. And she’s got excellent taste.
King of Queens: Haven’t seen this one either, but I do love Zack Morris’s summer fling, Stacy Carosi.
Scrubs: Speaking of scrubbing, let me tell you this: Seltzer doesn’t do jack.
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