For those of you that keep rubbing your eyeballs and scratching your nether-region after watching an episode of Jersey Shore, don’t say that I never warned you. You probably have visual herpes. If that news makes you feel all warm fuzzy and nasty inside, just imagine how it must feel when you are in the direct line of fire. Because according to the contract that has been leaked (yes, I said leaked!) to the press, there are clauses in those guidos and guidette’s contracts that protects the producers from legal recourse from STD breakouts. Considering what I have heard about the show, this should be a no-brainer. I mean, who wants to get a case of the Snookies or have a burning known as The Itchuation?!
Now, I would love to go on and on about Jersey Shore and how ridiculous it is, but let’s get serious here. There are even worse offenders than Jersey Shore. What about The Bachelor and The Bachelorette? The CDC could probably spin-off a reality show from one of these ABC staples assuredly. All those desperate white girls slobberin’ and slobbin’ over one man over the course of several weeks. Some may call that love.
I call it a burning sinsation.