We only watch the NY and NJ shows, and after every episode I tell my wife, "This is it. I can't take any more of these assholes!"
But last night had to be the true nadir of this entire Real Housewives enterprise. It can't get any worse, can it? Every second stunk of desperation and poorly-staged tv bullshit.
1. Danielle freaking out on a calm Dina, and turning to her henchmen Scraps and Johnny No-Thumbs for tender support.
2. Bouffant freaking out on Jacqueline because she said (horrors!) Bouffant bared a resemblance to grandma.
3. The clearly staged "poker" game in which A. Danielle's sex tape co-star just happened to attend; B. Little actual poker seemed to be played and C. Jacqueline, Teresa and Bouffant blew up with their girly bitchfest.
4. Danielle's creepy Look-at-me-in-lingerie shopping trip with the Donnas.
5. Danielle's "empowering" stripper day with the Donnas and Debbie Reynolds.
6. Debbie somehow forgetting that the dozen or so people following her with cameras and microphones are recording her every word for future viewing.
Spending almost $600 in cured meats is the least far-fetched thing that happened.
Dina again shows she's the smartest one in the whole bunch.
The only reason I still watch are these recaps. Richard, you are truly doing God's work. If you can take this abuse without wanting to strangle Andy Cohen, you're a better man than I.