Why do they call it The Learning Channel?
Honestly, Toddlers and Tiaras, Hate Kate Plus Eight, 19 Kids and Counting, and now, Here Comes Honey Boo Boo!!
The show features the “break-out” star of Toddler & Tiaras, Alana aka Smoochie/Honey Boo Boo/Honey Boo Boo Child Thompson. She and her family live in McIntyre, (yes, though I hate to admit it) Georgia.
McIntyre, with a population of under 1,000 people is in Wilkinson County, GA and about 2 hours from Atlanta.
The Thompson family consists of June Shannon aka Mama, Mike “Sugar Bear” Thompson (they aren’t married), Anna “Chickadee” Shannon (she’s not married) and her baby, Kaitlyn Shannon, Jessica “Chubbs” Shannon, and Lauryn “Pumpkin” Shannon. And of course, Honey Boo Boo, Alana, the “break-out” star.
The family, along with their tacky nicknames perpetuate the Southern mystique of lunacy, bad taste, inbreeding, bad taste, stupid names, bad taste, asinine behavior, bad taste, bratty kids, bad taste, excess in everything, and, oh, in case I forgot to mention it, bad taste!
I mean really bad taste.
The show, like the family is a train wreck!
Mama, who after a grueling three week diet is down to 303 lbs (from 309), says things like, “I’m not letting myself go, I look good when I wanna look good,” and takes no offense when her daughter refers to the ‘crust on her neck’. The crust, BTW turned out to be dirt caked in the fat rolls of her neck.
Oh, hell no, she’s not letting herself go at all. I’m sure the Macy’s Cosmetics counter sells neck crust by the buckets!
The father figure, “Sugar Bear”, looks like he fell of the screen at the last showing of “Deliverance”!
Yes, the family makes me proud to live in Georgia. After all, they ‘stay in side and dig our boogers’, drag their daughter to pageants, fart in public and in the opening credits, and let the dog crap on the table.
Really, New Jersey, you and Snooki have nothing on us!
You know, I guess it is The Learning Channel, by just suffering through watching four episodes, I’ve learned several things: I have no desire to go to McIntyre, GA, I have no desire to hear that gawdawful ignorant accent, I have no time for child beauty pageants, and I really don’t like reality.
No, not one bit.
Now, pardon me while I go dry clean my mind!