I avoid it like the plague during all days except the hours of 12-5 AM on Saturday, since that is when the GOOD stuff is on. I accidentally fell asleep with it on one Saturday, woke up on Sunday to this show called Total Drama Island.
Do you know what that is?
Its a fucking reality show...FOR CARTOONS!
Not only was it just as nasty as normal reality game shows, but it peaked WAY above that when they forced one toon-chick to drink a soda out of an OUTHOUSE TOILET.
What the HELL are we letting networks show our kids?! I am only 17 and I worry about my future children. In fact, I worry about anyone's children! Children from bad parents that let their kids watch TV all day long were dipwads back in the day, now they are just little shits.
Seriously, I was hanging out with my friend outside his house. A mother of a bunch of these aforementioned 'shits' lives across the street from my friend, whom him and I lovingly nicknamed "The Box" because of her...less than streamlined physique, plus that pesky little fact that we hate her guts. One of them, a little girl of around 6-10 (not sure, acts 2) runs up to me, brandishes her little kid-claws, latches onto my right arm with them, and, before I can knock her off, she TEARS them down from my elbow to my wrist, leaving several 8 inch long gashes in my forearm. I yelped, arm bleeding, and chased her back to whence she came. But what could I do? I cant punch a 6 year old girl in the face, no matter how much I wanted to...
I still have a slightly visible scar from that frikkin kid.