Two nights ago, I came home announcing: “Tonight, I will watch TV!” After dinner, G and I plopped down on the couch to have a peek at the screen. I was giddy of excitement, as we never watch, besides 10 minutes of news/weather in the morning or Ella’s beloved Noggin fix.
We pressed the ‘power button’ and got instantly stuck on NBC’s The Singing Bee. This is handsdown the worst show I have ever seen. G and I looked at each other in complete disbelief. We gasped and said: “FREMPS!” We had to instantly text message BB, as she was the person introducing us to this fabulous term. I could not imagine life without ‘the fremps’ as part of my daily vocabulary. Please, feel free to add it to yours.