Just as with Joe Millionaire, I got suckered into watching the final episode of Married By America last night (at Sarah's behest, though she'd not been watching it, but rather wanted to see if anyone went through with it). Turns out, no one was married, by America or otherwise, at the end of two pointless hours of TV. I can only be thankful that I killed a large chunk of the time reading the ESPN magazine baseball preview issue and continuing through The Rascal King, a biography of legendary Boston mayor and scoundrel James Michael Curley.
Perhaps I should just watch the final episode of all the reality shows. Nah.
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