Heeb

Despite having loads more important things to do last night, I made time to tune in to the premiere episode of the Real World: Brooklyn. This time around, eight strangers are picked to live…in a waterfront loft in Red Hook, Brooklyn? "Look, there’s the ocean!" proclaims a retarded castmember.

Yes, random viewer from Wyoming: It doesn’t get much more Brooklyn than water taxi rides and Junior’s cheesecake. As for this season’s "controversial" castmember, they’ve recruited a transgender person, who, sadly for MTV’s development team, isn’t very hard to decipher. I’m sorry to report, but the Real World: Brooklyn pretty much sucks. I woefully long for the days of Puck’s snot rockets and Eric Nies’ chesticles. What happened to you Real World?