R.I.P. The Playboy Club
As Brandi Glanville cackles (or should I say "COCKles" so that prude asshole Kyle Richards can clutch her prayer cloth), I'm throwing a black veil over my Tivo box and mourning the loss of a TV show I was actually getting into. This is just like the time when my 15-year-old self and my neighbor were dry humping in the garage and just when things were about to go from PG-13 to NC-17, my mom tried to get in and screaming at me to stop blocking the door with the old sofa and let her in. This is just like that. NBC has busted into the garage and yelled at The Playboy Club to go back home and to stop rubbing on its son's ass cheeks like that. They just had to ruin a good time.
This is what Entertainment Weekly has to say about The Playboy Club getting stuffed into an urn after only 3 episodes:
Playboy Club premiered to low ratings and then dropped for each of its three telecasts, with last night hitting only 3.4 million viewers and a 1.2 rating in the adult demo. Despite having relatively tame content, the show wasn’t helped by conservative group the Parents Television Council vehemently protesting the show. And sharp-eyed Playboy Club viewers got a hint last night something might have been up last night when NBC didn’t air a promo for a fourth episode.
NBC will fill the Monday night slot with repeats of new police drama Prime Suspect, which likewise needs some assistance in the Nielsen ratings. There are no plans to run off remaining Playboy Club episodes in another time period.
NBC has also given full life to Whitney and Up All Night by picking them up for the rest of the season.
Well, the good news is that Eddie Cibrian can stop thinking he's network TV's answer to Don Draper. My butch lesbian friend who has the thickest Spanish accent ever does a better Don Draper impersonation when she's drunk than Eddie does when he's sober. Bitch is more like Don DRABer. And the good news for Eddie is that at least he has LeAnn Rimes' checking account to fall back on.