January Challenge - Day 11: Jersey Shore liver

So another guilty pleasure of mine came back last week - Jersey Shore. Another season of eight drunken 20 somethings fighting, screaming and stumbling from their gym, then the tanning salon and finally, to the laundromat. This season started off with a bang when one cast member's fist made contact with another cast member's face.

I won't get into too many details of this season - I will let you discover the joy of Jersey Shore for yourself. Watching this show makes me wonder, have these people signed themselves up on the liver transplant list already? Every frame of every episode (during the day, mid-day, evening) they all have red drinking cups in their hands and every night, they are out at a club.

What drives them to drink? Well, it's a vicious cycle. They sleep all day, get up, get a drink, fight because they are drunk, go out to blow off steam, get more drunk, go home, pass out and do it all over again. And we, as sick voyeurs, lap up every moment of it. Our sick obsession of watching them results in the cast members getting paid tens of millions of dollars in appearances and book deals, to which they use that $$ on more boozing and partying.

Thankfully, I will never reach Jersey Shore levels in my lifetime, even in my wildest bingefests. However, I do get a sick sense of enjoyment watching their drunken antics and secretly judging them.