Why?
Fran Drescher and Rosie O'Donnell want to do a sitcom together.
Shudder.
I am not prepared for that level of horror. If this goes through, I foresee a lot of hospital admissions for eye abrasions and ear damage as the entire viewing audience tries to scratch their own eyes out and rip their ears off.
The fact that conceivably a television executive could envision this and still give the series, tentatively titled The New Thirty, a green light chills me to the bone.
Personally, I would have called it When the Titanic met the Iceberg, because that at least gives you an idea of the pending disaster about to unfold.
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Read this and started snorting, right in the middle of Starbucks. Everyone's staring at me, so now I'm turning red, too. Hope you're proud of yourself, mister.
(And admit it: You'd watch that mess with the sound muted, just to see how bad the chemistry was.)
oh, man, two of the most annoying voices in Hollywood combining together to form a loud shrilling sound.
Nothing good will come of this show. Will this be the new "Caveman"?
AG: That makes me feel really proud. Making people far away from myself embarrassed takes great skill and cunning. But I don't think I'll watch it... Rosie is in my Tool Shed, alog with Bill O'Reilly, Michael Moore and Ms. Coulter.
Semaj: I think this show will make Cavemen look like WKRP or Frasier.
Holy crap! I actually screamed a bit when I read that Rosie and Fran want to do a sitcom! Oh god the horror, the horror...
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