First, the name. I cannot get over the name. Why couldn't they just spell it out, for fuck's sake? But no, we have to title it like it's an effing text message. Okay, fine. I know this show isn't designed for brainiacs. Then, we have the host. Mario Lopez? Really? I am so sick of Mario Lopez. He might actually be the worst person to host something...ever. I am honestly trying to think of someone cheesier. I cannot. AC Slater, you are officially the cheesiest person I can think of in the entire human race. Congratulations.
And finally, the concept. They tape these "haters' (I refuse to use a digit in a fucking word, no matter what they called this show) talking trash about "celebrities" who they, ya know, hate. They think they are auditioning for a TV show or something. But then Cheesehead Lopez plays the tape for the "celebrity" and said celeb confronts the hater! On hidden camera! Oh no! These poor people (who clearly signed a waiver, so who knows how staged any of this shit is) are forced to spend an entire day with some D-List fame whore they couldn't stand in the first place. In the end, we all learn the answer to the question that is burning in our hearts like an STD...when they actually get to know these reality stars, will they still hate them?
Last night's premiere featured Jersey Shore's Snooki and Jake Pavelka, who has been on about six reality shows at this point, but is best known for repeatedly being part of the Bachelor franchise. Snooki won her hater over, but the girl who disliked Jake? Not so much. I guess after being on every possible trashy show imaginable, it was difficult for her to see him as genuine. Or remotely tolerable. Poor Jake. Maybe he'll cry over the balcony again - remember that? Those were the glory days, Jake.
