reality bites

I just heard that Michael Vick is trying to get his own reality TV show when he leaves prison. Yeah.

The only- absolutely THE ONLY- legitimate Michael Vick reality TV show would go like this:

Open to a cheesy remix of a mediocre pop song playing to crude animation of Michael Vick leaving prison and going to an animal shelter. Michael Vick narrates with some shockingly insightful commentary, like “I’m Michael Vick, and I just spent two years in prison for abusing dogs. I want to make amends.”

Followed by 42 min (plus commercials) of dogs biting Michael Vick in the nutsack.

Seriously, how awesome would that be? I would watch that. Every week.

In general, I really hate reality TV. Except for Flavor of Love. Ironically, I hate Rock of Love. It’s derivative, obnoxious, and I’m afraid I’m going to catch a venereal disease through the TV.

And, that’s all I have. Peace.


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