Thursday, December 10, 2009
The Jersey Shore
Unlike the rest of my co-bloggers who have renounced their New Jerseyness, I revel in it.
Some of us are not ashamed of our roots.
On the recommendation of SideBar's brother, "5'10" and Diesel", I started watching the new reality show, "The Jersey Shore".
And, as a former honorary Teaneckian may say, Bro, let me tell you - it is a-dash-mazing.
It is a typical reality show in that they take a bunch of people, stick them in a house and let the drama unfold. In this case, however, this is the trashiest trash that ever trashed.
First of all, the nicknames are tremendous: J-Woww, The Situation and Snooki are all-time-great monikers.
Secondly, these people are unabashed guidos and, yes, guidettes - terms they use with pride.
Finally, they just have the greatest lines ever. "Ham and water", "I don't sell t-shirts, I'm a bar tender. I do great things", "I'm like a praying mantis, after I have sex with a guy I just want to tear their head off", "My abs are so ripped up, it's called "The Situation"", "I'm like the Kim Karashian of Staten Island, baby", "I"ll pound her out", "Everybody loves me....ladies, dogs, cougars...mass appeal" and, of course, "I represent Italians, family, hair gel and tanning".
I have watched all three episodes in the last two days and I think I have to digest this before I can even attempt to recap what has gone on so far in an even remotely succinct manner.
Italians, family, hair gel and tanning - I mean, at the end of the day, what else is there, really?