Mamaw is addicted to Dancing With The Stars, and I'm a bit of a fan of watching people who know what the hell to do with their bodies myself, so we watch whenever we can catch it, and the 50 inch isn't playing something else, like a DVR of the Big Joe Polka Show. (Which has NO reason to exist whatsoever. An hour of overweight old people shuffling around to multiple accordians. Ten minutes into it I'm ready to slit my wrists.)
Anyway, we watch the show, and I have to admit, some of the stars are putting a lot of effort into it and not doing half bad.
Others, not so much.
But does it make me completely crazy that watching it makes me want to take latin dance lessons?
Monday, March 23, 2009
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