Anyone who's a fan of the hysteri-effing-cal Australian comedy Kath & Kim -- for the uninitiated, it's sort of like the Aussie Absolutely Fabulous, only with tract housing and malapropisms galore -- probably has mixed feelings about the fact that NBC is attempting to pull an Office on it, ie import it and Americanize it for U.S. audiences. (Molly Shannon and Selma Blair star as the titular mother-daughter characters, respectively.) After watching the trailer [via Oh No They Didn't], I'm more than a little worried that some things just don't translate.
Realizing that not everyone is a Big Brother junkie like moi, there was a massive verbal battle this week that went from a discussion to getting nearly everyone in the house in a senseless screaming match. It is way beyond convoluted to explain (though M.Giant did a good job attempting to) but it got us thinking about how reality shows are really at their best when people just let their freak flags fly and start swearing or punching. Honestly, we could fill this whole list with stupid stuff that had happened on Big Brother or A Shot at Love but I'm trying hard to give you a little bit of variety here. I'm told that's the spice of life. With that, here are some of the most disgusting or ridiculous squabbles ever to grace the small screen. Though I'm sure this list will be outdated by tomorrow.
Are you a king-sized douchebag? Congratulations! You will eventually be given your very own show! The Hollywood Reporter broke the news that Brody Jenner -- whose sole accomplishment up to this point has been successfully riding the coattails of his 1) dad 2) quasi-ex-girlfriend and 3) step-sisters -- will be starring in a new MTV competish-cum-reality show called Bromance, which, based on descriptions, sounds like a hybrid of Entourage and A Shot At Love with Tila Tequila. Contestants will face challenges and compete to become a part of Brody's totally rad posse. At the end of each show, there will be a Hot Tub Elimination Ceremony. I wish I were making this up. As the show's name might suggest, there is some seriously homo-erotic subtext going on, but I'm sensing, based on the major fuckwad vibes that effectively emanate from the Brodster's person, that it's of the Cat On A Hot Tin Roof/wrestling/frat boy variety. That is, latent and volatile and mean-spirited and potentially violent. Think forcing potential "bros" to drink pee and taping their asscheeks together. Brody, sweetie, did you learn nothing from the colossal failure that was Princes of Malibu? Let me spell it out for ya: We don't give a shit. Go away. Kthxbye!