I'm not a big fan of reality tv, but in a morning/noon/night sickness induced laziness, I caught the new seaon premiere of the Surreal Life Sunday night. Holy shit! Never felt more sane in all my life!
They get Verne Troyer, mini me from Austin Powers, drunk off of his ass, and then he starts hitting Christopher Knight, Peter Brady from the Brady Bunch, before he finally passes out and Chris has to carry him to bed. He looked like a strung out toddler being carried off.
Then he starts this creepy moaning shit, and before you know it, hes naked on his little scooter, pissing in the corner of the common room! Creepy. Creepy. Creepy.
Da Brat has this funny idea that she doesn't belong on the show because its a show for "has beens" of which shes not. Somebody send the girl a clue.
Chyna Doll, you know the creepy drag queen looking ex WWE wrestler, acts strung out on drugs and is clearly the shit disturber in the show. Well, that and Verne with his little dog syndrome attitude.
What an interesting ensemble of stars. And creepy!