Commercials. Hey, are you guys tired of seeing ads for The Voice yet? Maybe it’s because, between this show and the Thursday lineup, I watch a lot of NBC in real time when I can’t skip the ads, but I feel like I’ve seen a thousand commercials for this damn thing. I’m not going to watch this show. I mean, I wasn’t likely to watch it since it looks like a stupider American Idol, and I’ve watched about twenty minutes total of that show in ten seasons. (Most of that time being the episode in Season Three when Quentin Tarantino was a guest judge and he was both loud and insane the whole time.) But I’m so resentful at seeing all of these ads that I’m going to actively avoid it. If you talk about The Voice in my presence, I will walk away from you. And then say mean things about you behind your back.
You could tell, even after the entire project crashed and burned, Trump didn’t want to send Busey home because the show is less entertaining without him.
See, I disagree. Trump only thinks the show is less entertaining, but I was so much more relaxed watching this week without his crazy ass invading the personal space of everyone he came in contact with.
Yeah, it was definitely more entertaining to watch without Busey — not only did he make me uncomfortable, but he was leeching screen time from everybody else. We don’t really know much about how the various people interact with one another, because the editing was so Busey-focused. I think I would have been happier if he just popped up once every episode to say something crazy and then moved on.