Drunken Coeds in Space?

The visionaries at Girls Gone Wild have taken the world of reality porn to new and dizzying heights--boldly sending young men and women into the stratosphere to pop out of their tops and loose their bottoms in zero-gravity! It sounds great, doesn't it?

GGW would have you believe that taking the party to space is just the next step in the natural progression of the series. From beaches and night clubs, to dorm rooms, to naked obstacle courses, and now to SPACE? Come on GGW, what's really going on here? We've all seen the lear jet painted with you're logo and, it's true, you got Snoop Dog on board for an episode. But isn't it also true that sales of GGW Down Under have been less than stellar? And now with Mini-Me in rehab, and Hurricane Katrina crippling the Spring Break industry, isn't it true that GGW is feeling the pinch financially? Isn't it true that this "zero-gravity porn" is just a cheap stunt, a panic move, to stimulate sales!?!?

Well, the good news is you haven't jumped the shark just yet. You've resisted going "to Camp" (I excpect for legal reasons, more than anything else), and you haven't done to a single "best of", clip-show--thank god. There are down-times in the eveolution of every show but you must persevere and protect your integrity. In these trying times I implore you to remember the original premise on which an empire was built: A shaky, Radio Shack hand-cam, capturing the regrettable behavior of over-sexed, drunken, barely post-pubescent females to be distributed at a criminal mark-up. Keep the faith.