Wow. Did anyone actually last through the full two-hour episode of Dancing With the Stars [1] last night? I barely got through it. It was painful, excruciating actually. I would rather get a Novocaine-free root canal than watch that show again. But it’s my job. It’s what I do. And I do it for you.
Overall it was really awful, but as a true Jackass [2] fan, the person bothering me the most is Steve O [3] — stop dancing dude. Just stop. You’re killing me. You’ve stapled paper to your face, stuck leeches in your eyes and taken more shots to your unit than any other human being alive and this is how you want to go out? You’re going to let the Salsa [4] take you off the grid? Seriously? And I don’t get the disappointed look on your face; I’m baffled by it. I want to believe it’s a joke, but I fear the worst… you really want to be a good dancer. It makes me feel weird inside.
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