Nick Lachey overload
It’s too much!
I’m sick to death of Nick Lachey. First off, I never cared to know anything about him at all, nor do I care for Jessica Simpson. I never cared that they were married, never cared they had a show, and certainly never cared if they were faithful to each other. However, everyday life keeps forcing the ex-Mr. Simpson in my face. Here’s a list of the places I’d rather not see Nick Lachey anymore:
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1) On my TV: Not on MTV, not on VH1, not on network specials, not as a special guest on sitcoms, and frankly, can’t we just get rid of E! Entertainment Television altogether?
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2) On Rolling Stone’s cover: OK, Lachey isn’t pictured on the cover, but an article about him, “Confessions of Nick Lachey,” is teased on it. Blah.
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3) In the grocery store line: For months, nay years, Nick and Jessica have haunted tabloid covers, taking only occasional breaks for equally uninteresting Brit and K-Fed or TomKat stories.
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4) In the record store: Self-explanatory.
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5) On Earth: Lachey’s allowed to exist, but much like douche, I just never want to have to hear or talk about him.