Where's the betting pool for how long before these girls become cokeheads or the next in line at the abortion clinic (although both might apply already given the behavior they exhibit)? Every time I watch this show I want to vomit.
Beyond the obvious amazement that any parent would blow 6 figures on a freaking birthday party, I am always amazed at the way these brats treat their parents. They cuss at them, scream at them, whine at them if Mom chooses the $500/table flower arrangement instead of the $1000/table flower arrangement (Omigod, just make me live in a trailer park why don't you Mom). And if Dad dares think about buying them the safer but square car, God help him. (He usually relents by the end and buys them the cool Beamer or Lexus -- or in one case just buys both the safe SUV for the week and the convertible for the weekend). I don't know what's worse -- these nasty brats or the parents who are setting their kids up for failure in the real world.
Scary, scary, scary...