Today, for the first time in about 25 consecutive episodes, the bitch was excused.
I am indeed, talking about the campy reality dating show, Excused. Since I’ve now refused to watch NFL Network Ocho AKA ESPN any further, my options at the gym are kind of limited. Atlanta news is always depressing, because it’s the same daily song and dance of some shooting in some black neighborhood, and a bunch of crime and death in the Metro area. So by default, it’s tuning into Peachtree TV, and waiting for Black Family Feud to begin, which always ends up being the last five minutes of Excused.
I won’t sugar coat it either, it’s because of this show that know who Iliza Shlesinger is; even if she speaks from one side of her face as if she had a stroke at some point in her life, I find her breasts to be exquisite, and I think she’s a sharp-witted comic, great at grilling the contestants on the show. But anyway, I’ve been seeing the end of every episode for the better parts of the last two months, and without fail, I have never seen a woman contestant get the ultimate screw-job and get ditched at the pool at the very end of the “contest.” That is, until today. It was very gratifying to see happen, because bitches are rotten people too, and it is small proof, that some men, actually do have standards too.