The noble experiment of last season's Brooklyn warehouse of half-attractive human beings was apparently a failure, because next season it's back to swimsuit models and breakfast body shots. The Real World: Cancun trailer, you guys:
Woof. Trouble in paradise? I like how they're like "what could possibly go wrong?" as if we don't already know that living in Cancun would be a fucking nightmare just on its own, not to mention the presence of seven brain-dead roommates trying to out genital crabs each other. I'm sorry, but it's not really heaven on Earth if you're doing your grocery shopping at Senor Frogs. And I liked Joey a lot better when his name was Puck and it was 20 years ago. Aye carumba!
