Iguana

So, my guilty pleasure is starting its new season completely overhauled in the next couple of weeks. I watch it mainly for two reasons, and the lesser of the two reasons is no longer there.

Instead, he’s been replaced by what I’ve come to think of as the million-year-old stoney hippy iguana gypsy who’s had a tad too much plastic surgery and is worth a billion dollars.

So, do I watch it, or do I devote those four hours a week to something more worthwhile, like writing a book or something.

Decisions, decisions.