BY SAM FIELDS
I have to admit that I watch MTV’s social train wreck “Jersey Shore. For those not familiar, it’s a reality show about eight “Twenty- Somethings sharing a beach house.
The criteria are that they did not know each other. And here is the key—they have to act out like the most obnoxious stereotype of urban Italian-Americans as each publicly proclaims that he or she is the “Biggest Guido.
Think “The Sopranos: The Early Years with plastic covers on the living room furniture. It’s a show where the “smart one did almost a whole semester at Monmouth Community College.
I look forward to the sequels:
- “Boca Condo: The Jewyist Jew. Competition in includes the whiniest voice and bargain shopping designer clothes. The winner is the girl who hooks up with the most successful plastic surgeon.
- “The Inkwell: 2010. It’s a summer festival of gold teeth, big booties and hula hoops earrings as the kids try to convert their Foods Stamps into weed money.
- “Abu Dhabi Shore. It’s a laugh riot summer of burkas and bombs. Depending on your point of view, the highlight or lowlight of the show is stoning to death one of the girls who accidentally shows bare ankle.