We all know about The Jersey Shore, It's a blisteringly realistic documentary of a very normal group of Italians living a hard, tough life of Partying and Unprotected Sex. And its fucking hilarious.
I'm not gonna lie, I like the show.
Never has there been as Guido a group as these here fine Italian Americans to teach us how to love, how to look sexy, and how to apply Spiker so masterfully to our hair.To say this is an accurate depiction of a regular Italian American lifestyle would be the absolute truth, I've been looking similar, in similar, albeit more ghetto, locales for as long as I learned I could get a fake ID. I've been looking like Pauly D before Pauly D looked like Pauly D, and I didn't even know it, until I get an "Ay yo Pauly" from my bitches and bros. Yes, I've since stopped doing my hair that way.
Sure, it can get hard to watch some times, being the same boring repetitive shit over and over, but once and a while you get like 5 minutes of come at me bro. and that makes it all worth it.
In closing, Ronnie's my fucking bro.
Still wouldn't touch Snooki with a 39 and a half foot pole though, good fucking lord.