ok, i admit i'm not perfect and quite human - far from sainthood, haven't been an angel in decades. anyway, i love my cable or perhaps infatuation is a better way to describe it. i was so excited when i found old episodes of survivor man with les stroud! OMS [oh my stars] i watched 3 episodes of big bang theory in a row, i couldn't believe my luck. and now, my latest guilty pleasure, the showtime soap opera "weeds"......
Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes made of ticky tacky,
Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes all the same.
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one,
And they're all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.
and of course, the reason they are my guilty pleasure is that neither have any redeeming social value at all - in fact they are full of non-PC language and generalizations and stereotypes; lust, betrayal, sex, messed up kids along with death, cancer and war. like fried chicken, i know its not good for me, but i can't resist....
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