Just got done watching John O'Hurley aka J Peterman get robbed in the finals of "Dancing With the Stars". The guy had been so consistently good all throughout and then in the end, he loses to this floozy Kelly Monaco who was pounded by the judges in the first episode. I will say, begrudingly, that Monaco did do a great dance number at the end but still this is all about ending one of the most infamous TV curses ever in the dreaded Seinfeld curse. Peterman was doing so well and on track to ending it, but it was all in vain. As embarassing as it is to admit to like watching "Dancing With the Stars", it maybe more embarrassing to admit that I am looking forward to the next installment of it.
(pointing finger, laughing, and giving you lots of s***) hahaha you watching Dancing With the Stars! I've never seen it, but the title alone kept me from checking it out - I'm sure it ain't bad, I dunno. Anyways, you can't give me crap anymore for watching The O.C. .... or Alias.... or even Desperate Housewives.... okay, I'm just gonna stop now. It's a Peterman! I was hoping this thread would be about Seinfeld, but it does remind me that we gotta do one last tournament thread (hey, it's been a couple months or so since the last one.... oh wait, there was the rap one - well it's been long enough). We need to do a Seinfeld tournament here. I'll run the thing, I wouldn't mind. I definitely know Seinfeld enough in order to do so.
O'Hurley definitely got robbed. I think the show is okay - my wife and daughter enjoy watching it, and I enjoy that they enjoy it. After it was over, my daughter wanted to dance, so I played ''Hernando's Hideaway" from the soundtrack to The Pajama Game, and we tango'ed. She loved it - couldn't get enough.
I'd like to slip into the breakroom and nibble on a love newton with that Monaco gal. Very impressive.
Go to Yahoo. Search: "PLAYBOY PLAYMATE OF THE MONTH - APRIL 1997" (Definitely NSFW). That's the reason why. Last Name: Palms, first name: Rosie.
Dancing With The Stars?! That coupled with the admission that you actually own and listen to several Celine Dion CD's are grounds for indefinite suspension of your man card. Please proceed to the nearest strip club and pay the pittance of at least 5 lap dances for to have this sentence reconsidered.
LOL Oh and Pimp - I told you that I no longer own any Celine Dion stuff. But it is like a wise man once told me, "If you find yourself using the term 'man-card', then you really can't be criticizing other guys on their taste in various things."
