Let’s start off with my horrible television viewing habits. Everyone, and I mean ALL of YOU, have guilty viewing habits. Right? Of course you do. On to mine.
You may know that Monday thru Thursday evenings, and all day Sunday…I am left to my own devices, as the King, aka Matt Man, is at the Beer Mine.
So, here goes…
He wanted to know why, on Saturday morning, when he turned on the TV, that Cartoon Network was on.
Ok, good question. Why was it on? I’ll tell you why.
“Who lives in a pineapple under the sea, Spongebob Squarepants.”
Not so bad you say? Moving on.
Bridezillas, Judge Judy, Andy Griffith (only in B/W), HGTV, Food Network, and anything with the Kardashians. Nothing out of the ordinary, right?
Ok, the Bridezilla thing is a bit much, and maybe, maybe the Kardashians (I love you Bruce).
What? Just because I can name them all, even the two youngest ones (Kylie and Kendall)…don’t judge me.
Ok, here’s the big one. At 5:00 every weekday night (except Fridays when Ego-Boy is home), I watch…
MAURY.
I can’t help it people!! I swear! It’s like a train wreck! Who’s the baby daddy, who? I can’t look away. I’m watching it right now as I type this!! When Matt found out I was sitting in the Captain’s computer chair watching MAURY, he blew a gasket, and had to sanitize the chair!
Big whoop home boy.
When the same woman has 18 men DNA tested, trying to find her baby daddy, and still doesn’t know who it is? Ha!! That is the shits!
Alright, I’ve come clean. I feel so much better. Now tell me yours. What? You don’t actually have any guilty TV pleasures?
Mother fucking liars.
Zooooves!!
