Top Chef France: we're improving!... but I'm not.

I don't know what happened, but this week's episode in Top Chef France was pretty good! I've realized something though: when I watch cooking shows, I have the same behaviour as some people when they're watching a football game:

"NOOOO YOU DIPSHIT YOU DON'T MAKE A TARTARE TO GO WITH A SOFT DRINK, THE SODA'LL JUST RUIN THE TASTE AND WHO WILL NOTICE YOUR FANCY PISTACCHIO AND BLACK OLIVES THEN, HUH, ASSHAT?!"

"YES!!! SURF AND TURF, STÉPHANIE, WAY TO GO, THAT'S MY GIRL, THAT'S MY GIRL!!! YES, YES, EXACTLY: BITTERNESS TO COUNTER THE SWEETNESS OF THE SOFT DRINK, THAT IS SO CLEVER, YOU'RE AWESOME, STÉPHANIE, KEEP GOING!!"

"SHUT UP JUDGE, YOU'RE NOT MAKING ANY SENSE, OF COURSE ARTICHOKES CAN GO WITH CHAMPAGNE AS LONG AS THE ACIDITY IS KEPT IN CHECK, ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?? OH MAN... THIS IS BULLSHIT!! SHUT UP!!!" *throws something at TV*

"DO THAT SHORTBREAD AGAIN YOU WUSS IT DOESN'T MATTER IF YOU'VE BURNED IT TWICE ALREADY, START OVER!!! NOOOOO DON'T JUST TAKE OUT THE BURNED BITS AAAAAH I CAN'T WATCH THIS I CAN'T!!!"

And, apparently, it doesn't matter if I'm all alone in front of the TV or with friends: it's the exact same thing.

Yes, it scares me a little, too O____o