Jersey Shore in the BK?: BROOKLYN BEACH CLUB CASTING CALL

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A friend of mine sent along this "casting call" for a Brooklyn Beach Club show to me and I really just can't stop reading it.

"There's gonna be friggin' partying, friggin' drinking, and friggin' dancing -- all friggin' summer. Fugheddaboudit!

So if you tan before going to the beach, if every meal starts and ends with garlic, and you're looking to have the best summer of your life, send us an email at brooklynbeachcasting@gmail.com"

If every meal starts AND ends with garlic?? What does that even mean?

But wait! There is sooooo much more!:

Are you a Bensonhurst Diva?
A Coney Island Don?

Can you do laundry on those washboard abs? Do you wear hoops and pack a jar of Vaseline...just in case?

[FOR THE LOVE OF GAWD, CAN SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHAT THIS EVEN MEANS?? A JAR OF VASELINE? JUST IN CASE?? FOR WHAAAAAAT?]

Do you like baby oil on your body and olive oil on your food?

Do you appear to be between the ages of 21 and 30?

["APPEAR TO BE" between the ages of 21 and 30?? As in, I don't *actually* need to be between the ages of 21 and 30??].

Honestly, if any of you bitches care about me at ALL, your asses will apply for this show and report back on EVERY FUCKING SECOND  of your interaction with these people.

Starting with finding out which ridiculous intern wrote this casting call.

And as if this weren't all ridiculous enough ALREADY, these bitches even have a Twitter account you can follow @bkbeachcasting.