I'm a bad person.

Donkey Kong.

It’s difficult for me to think about a guilty pleasure, because I actually don’t think I have any. I like some weird things, and everyone, or at least most of the people who know me, understand that clearly, so there’s no “guilt” in my “pleasures”.

However, there is something that people usually can’t believe until they see me, and after they do, some of them try to bother me using it. So, I decided to stop talking about it.

I like watching shows like Caso Cerrado. The reason is pure entertainment. I think it’s very funny to see people arguing over something stupid, like who takes the dog after de divorce, or two women that have been dating the same guy for months, and thy found out a week before the show, and they both say “HE IS MIIIIIINE!”. Okay, that last thing is not very funny if I say it like that, but it suddenly turns hilarious when the dude is a lazy old man who “works” as a thief and uses all his money to go to bars and strip clubs and looks like Donkey Kong without the tie, and both girls are beautiful twenty year-olds, first of their respective classes in Harvard and heirs of a big, rich family. Or maybe they are even uglier than the man. Or maybe even siamese twins, or whatever.

You know, now that I think about it, maybe there is some guilt in this. Their problems are real, they feel bad about them, they really want help… and I laugh while watching. Even worse, I will be a psychologist.

I’m a bad person.