Two Broke Girls is this evening's show in the hot seat. I started watching it a week or two after the premier back in the fall. I hate it; the jokes consist mainly of overused clichés, the cast has awful chemistry, the plotlines are paper-thin, and Kat Dennings and her sloppy fat tits make me want to vomit all over my flat screen. Despite all this, I DVR this abortion weekly and watch it in its entirety. I have to admit I am ashamed but by no mean is Two Broke Girls my guiltiest pleasure. I will detail other shows I don’t tell anyone I watch in further posts. I guess I was initially drawn in by the fact that moderately attractive and clever standup comedienne Whitney Cummings is one of the show’s co-creators. I should have thought twice upon learning that Michael Patrick King former producer of Sex and The City was her partner in crime but I didn’t.
There are a lot of things that I hate about this show and none that I like. Kat Dennings is a homophobic, unnecessarily sarcastic, cow, with the eyes of a heroin addict, and that plus-size frame that big American TV networks seem to tirelessly promote. My point is that neither she nor her significantly attractive yet surprisingly more obnoxious co-star Beth Behrs are funny and should die in a trash fire set by Les Moonves’ crack ashes. The thing that really kills me is that the show was recently nominated for a People’s Choice Award. I guess “sassy street wise” humor has a place in our hearts here in the USA.
No matter how much I rant and rave about this show and how awful it is the bottom line is that watch it weekly and will continue to do so, probably until it is cancelled and Kat Dennings' nude photos
leak on the internet and make everyone sick.
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