This show is like a screensaver for your TV. It's mildly hypnotic and nothing actually happens. It's like flying toasters, if all the toasters were snipy bitches with status anxiety. Man, remember flying toasters? Defined an era. What do you have, Greatest Generation? Tom Brokaw? Good luck. Anyway, Cuntess DeLesseps is having a birthday party for her dog, because that's ...