Neurotic crazies come and go, but Bravo sanctioned neurotic crazies are worth keeping around: Obsessive compulsive real estate extraordinare Jeff Lewis is back for another round of slamming bricks, tearing walls, and breaking hearts in season 2 of Flipping Out. How the ante will be raised is all a mystery as of now, but at least Bravo has guaranteed us at 12 weeks of the Jeff Lewis Cocktail: 50% Sprite, 25% Self-righteousness, and 25% of Assholery!
"And if they don't have Assholery, then 30% Self-righteousness and 20% Apathy. THANKS."
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In hopes of making some extra cash, some would resort to selling blow, or becoming a ho, but for real estate crazy Jeff Lewis, he has to submit to the title of "INDEPENDENTLY CONTRACTED REMODELER" -- which, for him, is worse than being Charles Manson. And, as we learned last week, Jeff just doesn't work well with authority, so as another public breakdown is imminent, so might the end of his days working under somebody be as well.
"Unless that somebody is George Clooney, N'AM'SAYIN'!?!?"
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If you're still recovering from last week's episode, where the most exciting thing that happened was Jeff's butt-fucking-confusing dialogue about pizza toppings with assistant Jenni, you're more delusional than all of Flipping Out's characters ...combined. Like, fer serious, Bravo is basically inventing a new dish of stupid: 1 part Century 21, 2 parts Tony Shalhoub in "Monk". Oh, and a side of man-these-people-really-chap-my-ass! audience anxiety. I'll bring empathy to that potluck once anyone in this series remotely comes off as sincere. Next stop: My slow progression to baldness, courtesy of The Jeff Lewis Extravaganza.
YAYYY Barbie Subprime Playhouse YAYYYY
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