Yesterday, I discovered a show that is so full of crazy, I seriously think I lost a piece of my soul for watching it.
And I blame Robyn.
Toddlers and Tiaras. WTF is this holy hell of nuttiness? Who does this to children? ON PURPOSE? And how on earth can they think they’re not abusive? (They spray tanned a 23 month old AND called her arms fat. Dear Lord.)
Wow. Just. Wow.
And now Jenn is begging me to watch Dance Moms and Mob Wives, too. I just don’t know if I’m ready to lose the rest of my soul to that side of reality tv. Save me while there’s some good left in me.
And for your open-mouthed viewing “pleasure” I give you Alana– “A dolla makes me holla, honey-boo-boo!”