THE REAL HOUSEWIVES OF AMISH COUNTRY
08.11.09Quality spoofs are rare these days, so it was a genuine pleasure to watch this video from Landline TV called “The Real Housewives of Lancaster County.” The premise is simple but brilliant: it contrasts the celebration of opulence and gossip of Bravo’s “Real Housewives” series with the humble and antiquated lifestyle of the Amish. And it delivers lines like this:
“Jacob always spoils me with all the best crops and livestock.”
There are plenty of little chuckles in this video, which I appreciate since I just found out my mother has terminal cancer. No, not really. I just made that up to make you feel sympathy for a second. But wouldn’t that be awful if she did have it? Phew. Close call today, my friends.

I’d fuck your dead mother’s soul.
AMEN Ben! c;
There also seems to be a never ending supply of ignorant people who derive sick satisfaction from making fun of anybody who isn’t of christian faith.
There seems to be a never ending supply of ignorant people who derive sick satisfaction from making fun of anybody who is of any christian faith.
I agree with Matt, I think the video is a critique against the dominant culture and not the Amish.
I disagree Strawmanslave I think this is more a critique of reality tv and modern American culture than of the Amish… it shows how what’s considered greedy in Amish culture is outright austere compared to modern American standards.
Oh, I see what is going on here,… we have to marginalize the Amish because they along with other Christian Groups are expected to refuse the Forced H1N1 Vaccines under Religious belief exemption,…. So if we show their beliefs as ridiculous, we can sway the Population into believing that the State is God and all knowing.
Ufford’s mom is former Eagles defensive coordinator, Jim Johnson.
I’d fuck your mom’s tooth out
*couldn’t see her crying
My old girlfriend was a nurse in a maternity ward. One of her duties was inspecting the damages brought on by child birth and assigning a length of time before the mother could/should have intercourse again.
Once she entered the room of a young Amish woman who’d come to the hospital for her risky childbirth. Ol’ Jeb was already on top of her going at it. Her head was turned so he could see her crying.
Go back to the mom cancer thing, that was funny.
Aye, ’tis a fine barn, English. But ’tis no pool.