The holidays are over, there's about 18 feet of snow on the ground where I live, and I'm pretty sure those birds dropping out of the sky are the first sign of the end of the world. I didn't think anything could snap me out of my winter blahs until I saw Snooki shoving a giant stuffed alligator into her trunk while wearing 4-inch heeled hooker boots. That's when I realized: Not only is Jersey Shore back, but it's back with a new greasy orange ball of guido trashiness who threatens to spread a wave of venereal disease along the New Jersey coastline that will make the Gulf oil spill look like a day at the beach. In other words, Deena Nicole Cortese is the second sign of the apocalypse.
"Deena is like another Snooki. She loves to party; she loves to be loud and obnoxious, she doesn't give a f*ck about what anyone thinks. Hello, that's me." That's right Deena is like Snooki, only more so. She's sluttier, stupider, and you'd have to be twice as drunk to consider having sex with her (so, you'd have to be comatose). Obviously, the producers of Jersey Shore were concerned there would be a lack of drama without Angelina on the show this season, so they went into a lab and created the worst Franken-skank monster the world has seen since Anna Nicole Smith.
Before Deena can get her insane on, though, we get to catch up with the rest of the roommates: JWoww's having Tom problems. No big surprise there, since he's currently suing her. Pauly D's mom lives in the most ghetto apartment in Rhode Island, for some reason. The Situation is still a douche (I bet he pretends he's talking to the Jersey Shore confessional camera in the mirror every morning). Vinny's keeping up his reputation as the house nerd by being all worried about his shampoo. And, of course, Ronnie and Sammi are up to some bullsh!t so boring that Snooki looked she forgot they exist for a second.
Before she and Snickers even get to the Shore, Deena's skanky-sense is already tingling at the mention of Ronnie's faux-hawk. "You never know what'll happen when you put a little cherry vodka into Deena Nicole," she says. Holy jeez. Either she was made for this show, or this chick is one hell of an actress.
Ronnie and Sammi are the first to arrive in the house, probably because they were sick of sitting at home watching paint dry and occasionally swearing at each other. "I can smell the fake tans and hair gel already," Ronnie says when they pull up. I'm pretty sure you're just smelling yourself, Ron, but good line, anyway. On the drive, Sammi said something about hoping JWoww has implant cancer or some sh!t, so who do ya think was next to walk in the door?
































































