Tastes like chicken. Wings that is.

  Prelude to a Finale – “It’s Called Improvising, Bitch!”   Oh RINGER. You low down, dirty dog. You cruel, cruel mistress. When [...]

Getting caught up on the last two episodes. And a little old man cries.

Everyone is in limbo.

Sex toys and boys!

Based on tonight’s listings, today truly is fraught with bad luck.

Heather’s throwing another “activity” party.

And it’s now time for the Hoochie-Tooch. You’re welcome.

Jackie finally goes too far.

What you do when your butt is riddled with buckshot. Love the sinner, hate the sin.

Michael teaches us all how to be professional

Immunity or Food? Which would YOU choose?

Positively 4th Place.

“She totes Plaxico-ed herself.”-Fran&Barry #AmazingRace Recap #url#

Keeping with the theme of how pageants are really for the mothers, Toddlers & Tiaras gives us some great mother-against-mother [...]

I blame Wynonna.

Mocking the future of the Housewives.

Sabina’s robot skills have been upgraded to include witty retorts and Jessica is still off her meds.

Fight club

80s evil-clown-hard-rock and ballroom dancing.

The past always comes back to bite you and in this case it tears apart friendships.

Stormy weather.

What are Alicia’s boobs saying to each other?

I was hoping to see more people get their asses kicked.

After a billion years of explaining what happened last night, because no one in America remembers what happened 24 minutes [...]

Roman does what he wants to do.

Julie’s job makes her crave Pittsburgh.

  So Don is sick and coughing like a man who smokes roughly 600 cigarettes a day should cough all day, [...]

Nose pickin

The stars at night are big and bright, DEEP IN THE HEARD OF TEXAS! Yes, that’s right the Odom’s have [...]

Kelly Parker’s rocking a new do!

Where did everybody go?

Cute dogs and bitches.

Delusional much?

Tabs and Norma Desmond whip a B&B into shape.

I’m talking. You should really look at me. After about an hour of explaining about how intense the competition is tonight, [...]

Ragging on Alicia from Survivor, one tweet at a time.

A thousand monkeys with laptops finally wrote something.

Never had it. Never will.

Roman will only tattoo what he wants on you so get used to it.