Having a stomach virus last week provided me with ample opportunities to watch absolute garbage TV shows in between wretchings at 2 in the morning. With "..the Blurst of Times" I'll tell you all about whatever horrible abortion of a TV show I watched the night before (or in this case last week).Ice Loves Coco might be the best worst reality show of all times. In it a film crew follows a soft drink executive as he battles his addiction to cocaine. At least that's what I remember the first time I watched it while I was dehydrated and wacked out on pain pills. The second time I caught it (conveniently E replays it every 90 minutes) I realized it was about Gangsta rapper turned gritty TV cop, Ice T's relationship to his giant assed-supermodel(?) wife. Who might be a man... I mean she sort of looks manish sometimes.
Anyhoo, they're both hilarious. The show is so stupid it's great. Their bulldog is names Spartacus. What more do you need to know?
On a scale of 1 to when I had to puke again this show scores a very respectable 25 minutes. My wife caught me adding it to our DVR schedule. You could tell she wanted to judge me, but I quickly reminded her that people who watch the Little Couple shouldn't throw stones.
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