This show never ceases to amaze me. It’s just like a brutal train wreck slamming into an innocent pedestrian who wandered onto the tracks. You know you shouldn’t watch and that there is possibly a special place in hell waiting for you if do watch it, but somehow you are unable to muster up enough will power to actually look away.

I decided to watch an episode of this show based on the interesting (yet disturbing) reviews on the Zeta morning show (damn those guys are funny), so I made a mental note to see what all the fuss was about. I started with what I believe to be the 2004 season premiere a few months back - one episode turned into two, then two turned into a mild addiction. My opinion of the show went from “oh goodness - are they allowed to actually show ass-crack on T.V?” to “what the #$%*in’ #*^& is going on here?!?” - all in just one season.

This show has enough - stuff - to make Larry Flynt and Hugh Hefner blush. Sex (rather, soft core porn - I don’t even think Showtime shows this much action), lies, video tape - but that’s not all - life-like “Kimber” dolls with holes that have suction action, a plastic surgeon (high on that stuff the dentist gives you to make you feel “spiffy” before he yanks your teeth) stuffing a chopped up corpse into a suit case, and a life coach having “relations” with her teenage son after he gets jealous of her new boyfriend (who, by the way, is the same age and attends the same school). Aparently, this is all justified because they are all “beautiful people” (with the exception of the dejected plastic surgeon who tried to “steal” Dr. Troy’s face…)

I once heard somewhere that writers for network series shows often incorporate their own life experiences into the script. If that’s the case, then some of these people are living some mighty interesting lives. But hey - who am I to judge? To each his own…