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A room with a TV, somewhere, somewhen. On a coffee table in front of the couch are many, many bottles of booze.

Dionysus flips the channel and drops the remote. "Score, we're just in time."

Melpomene looks quizzically at the images on the screen. "What is this, again?"

"Jersey Shore!" he says, cracking open a bottle of Jagermeister. "Best thing to happen there since they invented kettle corn and skee-ball."

"This-- this show is completely asinine. These people are--"

"I know! You know, they are my people, but they're dumber than a bag of hair. Still, I guarantee, you won't mind so much by the end of the episode."

"You'll pardon my skepticism, I'm sure."

"Trust me. The rule is, every time you hear the word 'bro,' take a drink of this..."