As if there is nothing unusually immoral about a group of degenerate radioactively orange tinted Italians who relish in the most festering must of bedroom acts, yesterday we found more proof that the cast of Jersey Shore may be demented.
Why would any sane person beat their head into the wall and have to go to the hospital for it? If it was for comedy, there was a comedian who used to bash watermelons to generate a laugh. But judging by the shirt pulled up over the shoulders like a naughty corner hipster trying to entice a few more bucks out of passerbys, the muscles rippling with such anger, it looks like Satan’s work is afoot here. Let us pray for the Situation.