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GAME NIGHT

GAME NIGHT

I attended a Game Night once.  There were about twenty of us gathered in a rustic living room, one of those great places with wooden beams across the ceiling and a roaring fireplace in the corner, and all of us were splayed out comfortably across the rug.  I don’t remember seeing any theme decorations on the tables, but I know there was alcohol on the counter in the kitchen.  We played a bunch of different games, but my favorite was the one where we were all presented with some initials and we had to come up with what those initials stood for and one person had the actual answer and the point was to guess who had the correct response.  The one I remember the best was P.A.S.S.  Turns out those initials stand for a group who call themselves “Parents Against Subliminal Seduction,” which I guess holds sit-ins outside of Disney movies in an effort to finally put a forever stop to animators doing shit like making Aladdin get an erection or from having the castle in The Little Mermaid sculpted from perfectly formed penises, a monument to both royal majesty and circumcision.
 

LEGITIMATE LOSS IN ORANGE COUNTY

LEGITIMATE LOSS IN ORANGE COUNTY

As much as I enjoy entertainment that involves both frigid chills and terrifying thrills, one thing I have never been drawn to is gratuitous carnage.  And it is with that aversion in mind that I have decided to start a petition to remove Shannon from The Real Housewives of Orange County before her head goes spinning off of her neck and gains real height and then bursts into a pink pulpy mess midair like a psychologically-damaged watermelon.  Now, I know what you’re going to say:  Shannon makes for good television with her array of crazy – and I wouldn’t argue with that – but I also genuinely believe that we are watching a woman implode from within and the whole thing has started to make me feel just a little bit grimy.

Shannon is an adult.  She is not thirty.  Yet somehow during all of her stages of development, she managed to leap over the stage where she should have learned the skill to at least appear differently on the outside from how she actually feels on the inside.  As a result, she lacks the total ability to ever really come off as cool or calm – and fuck collected; she never comes off that way.  And tonight she brings the crazy quickly.