My Ticket to Fame and Fortune

You know what I can’t stop watching?

That’s right. I am watching “Happily Divorced.” It is so kitschy, and the show dares to look Time in the face and say: “Sorry Time, ’00s NEVER HAPPENED.” It’s multi-camera, taped in front of a live audience, and the laugh lines ARE BIG. The audience laughing at the laugh lines makes me laugh.

I just spent less than 60 seconds doing a thorough search of the internet for positive reviews of this show, and I only could find miserable, blocked-creative TV-critics talking about how bad it is.

WELL FUCK YOU, BLOCKED-CREATIVE TV-CRITICS!

This show looks and feels just like 1994, and I *love* it. Rock on, Fran Drescher. Rock on in your perfectly-styled 1994 LA living room set.

For the foreseeable future, I will be watching your show every Saturday around lunch time while eating a turkey, fresh mozz, and genoa salami sandwich from the salumeria down the street.