Oh it's back on again. I love this show and don't know why. Dancing With The Stars is going into it's third week and I'm hooked again. But as wildly entertained as I am, I still have to make fun of it.
First of all, we're in season what? 9 ish and I still don't know over half of the stars, like I'm suppose to know a rodeo cowboy. My teenage boys know who Steve - O is, should I be scared? I have to call them when it's Steve - O's turn to dance, they will actually watch Dancing With the Stars with me for that brief moment. Before that the dog was the only one in the house that would watch with me. She is my loyal companion, that dog.
Then, I have to ask the burning question I'm sure you are all wondering. The producers of Dancing With the Stars made the executive decision to have a dance off? Well okay, but does it have to be from the two worst dances? Seriously, what makes them think we want to watch bad dancing, again? Does that make sense to anyone?
So who do I predict to win? Who cares as long as MAKSIM CHMERKOVSKIY and TONY DOVOLANI don't get kicked off for a while, they're hot. They really, really, really know they're hot too.
Then, I have to ask the burning question I'm sure you are all wondering. The producers of Dancing With the Stars made the executive decision to have a dance off? Well okay, but does it have to be from the two worst dances? Seriously, what makes them think we want to watch bad dancing, again? Does that make sense to anyone?
So who do I predict to win? Who cares as long as MAKSIM CHMERKOVSKIY and TONY DOVOLANI don't get kicked off for a while, they're hot. They really, really, really know they're hot too.