Honey Boo Boo

Honey boo boo, Honey boo boo, HONEY BOO BOO ( okay I think I’m through) Honey Boo Boo!

I know most of you are saying what or who is a “Honey Boo Boo?

Honey Boo boo is a television show on the TLC cable channel.  The people who brought you Toddlers and Tiera’s (for readers outside the US and Canada-Toddlers and Tiera’s is a reality show about young children and their obessive competive parents who sign in baby and beauty pagents) Here Comes Honey Boo boo could be called a spin off.

Honey Boo Boo is a nickname for Alana, a young girls who has won quite a few pagents.  I could go on but my remaining brain cells are sticking together.

“Here Comes Honey Boo Boo ” has made news lately by beating the Republican National Convention in the ratings and tieing the Democratic National  Convention.

The show has the effect on some southerner as the jersey Shore had on some Italians.

These are  some of the words from Tim Goodman of the Hollywood Reporter

Having caught up with Here Comes Honey Boo Boo — after trying to put her and her family out of my mind and vacuumed from the cultural part of my soul after seeing them on Toddlers & Tiaras — I realize I’m not as jaded as I thought. Translation: I guess I never thought a reality show would be this transparently heinous.

Mama is 33. She’s massively overweight (last count, 303 pounds — down from 309 after a three-week “diet”). She’s involved with Mike, aka Sugar Bear, who couldn’t be more Central Casting from Deliverance if you did a national search. Mike basically sits there, dumbfounded. That’s his role. In the opening credits to Here Comes Honey Boo Boo, Mama farts and laughs about it. In the last episode, one of her three overweight daughters (including one who’s pregnant, of course), laughs and says: “That crust on my mama’s neck, I don’t know what it is.” Turns out it’s exactly what everyone thinks it is: an egregious amount of dirt stuck in the fat rolls of her neck.

“I ain’t trying letting myself go – I just look good when I want to look good,” Mama says, unconvincingly. In one episode she tells the camera she needs to blow her nose, then takes a face cloth and does just that. Then smiles.

Tim! Chill…. seriously

Red Bull and Mountain Dew.  300 pound women and their men.  The setting isnt La, New York or San Francisco its the dirty south.  We have survived  Jackass, Snookie, Housewives, Pawn Shops,  Love and Hip Hop.     Back in the day , programmers filled space with I Love Lucy reruns.   Today with more than 300 channels were just  few months away from the  Nose-A-rama channel.

Meanwhile, Honey Boo boo, Honey Boo Boo, Honey Boo Boo (I can’t stop) Honey boo boo, honey boo boo, HONEY Boo boo,  Honey boo BOO (looking at her jeans-30 years I hope she drops the Honey Boo Boo, at 320 pounds a chain smoking Honey Boo Boo wont be cute)  Honey Boo Boo, Honey Boo ( I mean-can’t you picture a washed out blonde wearing pink because it IS her signature color) Honey Boo Boo, Honey boo boo (and you know she is going to sound like Whoopi Goldberg or Selma Diamond) Honey Boo Boo, Honey Boo Boo, Honey Boo boo(hundreds of pictures) honey boo boo( a movie ”What ever happened to Honey boo boo?-Starring J-Lo and Britney Spears in a wheelchair) Honey boo boo, Honey boo hoo ( with Britney telling J-Lo —-oooh If I could only get out of this chair……..and J-lo with her Bronx accent” But Y are Brit”) Honey boo Boo, honey boo boo.

Cityfella