The O.C.
What episode didn't contain an O.C. moment worth mentioning? From Oliver's Carlton Banks/Tom Jones dance, to the final, heartbreaking montage, the first season was a buffet of memorable moments.
In the end, though, we here at TWOP must reluctantly give the tiller and sail wholly to Summer, who did super-heroine-worthy back flips to redeem her character from the early episodes' character assassination, and convinced the producers -- and viewers -- she was the perfect creature to keep around. Dressing up like Wonder Woman, taking part in Seth's John Hughes-influenced "dork love declaration" scene, even remaining ambivalent during Oliver's Big Bag of Bullshit, Summer never failed to slightly rise above our expectations.
We raise a bottle or two of Michelob Ultra to you and your carb-shunning, parentless self, Summer. You are the memorable moment most likely to last us all the wait until September -- on your own hot, Adam-Brody-dating terms. -- Jacob
The Osbournes
Jack got to touch almost as much cock as he craves when he convinced his buddies that the best thing to do on a Friday night is make dildos out of their own dicks. -- Pamie
The Real World
Forget Paris. Everyone else has. In San Diego, Frankie stole most of the screen time, and thus it is difficult to come up with a highlight that doesn't have anything to do with her. Most of her problems (save for her cystic fibrosis, the symptoms of which she exacerbated by smoking and refusing to take doctors' advice) were self-created, such as her ridiculous intermittent phobias of large boats, her stupid fake boyfriend Adam, and her even stupider real boyfriend Dave.
No, the highlight of the San Diego season has nothing to do with Frankie. On Halloween, resident (alleged) stoners Brad and Randy had to come up with Halloween costumes, and in a stroke of brilliance never seen by them before or since, decided to dress up as Super Mario Brothers. While the costumes themselves were hilarious (due in no small part to the sound editors inserting bleepy bloopy video game noises), the best part came watching Brad and Randy go about their usual bar antics (macking on babes, picking fights) while dressed in overalls, bushy mustaches, and giant white gloves. -- Kim
Sex & the City
Carrie lands Big and, minutes later, finally shuts her whiny trap, forever. Woo! Shut up, Carrie. And stop sewing "fanciful" velvet ribbons on your Gap jeans. -- Sars
The O.C.
What episode didn't contain an O.C. moment worth mentioning? From Oliver's Carlton Banks/Tom Jones dance, to the final, heartbreaking montage, the first season was a buffet of memorable moments.
In the end, though, we here at TWOP must reluctantly give the tiller and sail wholly to Summer, who did super-heroine-worthy back flips to redeem her character from the early episodes' character assassination, and convinced the producers -- and viewers -- she was the perfect creature to keep around. Dressing up like Wonder Woman, taking part in Seth's John Hughes-influenced "dork love declaration" scene, even remaining ambivalent during Oliver's Big Bag of Bullshit, Summer never failed to slightly rise above our expectations.
We raise a bottle or two of Michelob Ultra to you and your carb-shunning, parentless self, Summer. You are the memorable moment most likely to last us all the wait until September -- on your own hot, Adam-Brody-dating terms. -- Jacob
The Osbournes
Jack got to touch almost as much cock as he craves when he convinced his buddies that the best thing to do on a Friday night is make dildos out of their own dicks. -- Pamie
The Real World
Forget Paris. Everyone else has. In San Diego, Frankie stole most of the screen time, and thus it is difficult to come up with a highlight that doesn't have anything to do with her. Most of her problems (save for her cystic fibrosis, the symptoms of which she exacerbated by smoking and refusing to take doctors' advice) were self-created, such as her ridiculous intermittent phobias of large boats, her stupid fake boyfriend Adam, and her even stupider real boyfriend Dave.
No, the highlight of the San Diego season has nothing to do with Frankie. On Halloween, resident (alleged) stoners Brad and Randy had to come up with Halloween costumes, and in a stroke of brilliance never seen by them before or since, decided to dress up as Super Mario Brothers. While the costumes themselves were hilarious (due in no small part to the sound editors inserting bleepy bloopy video game noises), the best part came watching Brad and Randy go about their usual bar antics (macking on babes, picking fights) while dressed in overalls, bushy mustaches, and giant white gloves. -- Kim
Sex & the City
Carrie lands Big and, minutes later, finally shuts her whiny trap, forever. Woo! Shut up, Carrie. And stop sewing "fanciful" velvet ribbons on your Gap jeans. -- Sars