They went. They saw. They got really really homesick.
Gone are the days of Florence. Now, we get back to basics. As the little one with the potty mouth says before every episode, we're "goin' to the Jersey Shore, bitch!" And holy neon hot pants, she and the rest of her guido brigade can hardly contain their excitement, or pee, upon return to their natural habitat.
Season 5 is set to premiere on Jan. 5 at 10/9c, and luckily, nothing much changed in between Pauly D uttering his final "arrivederci!" to the gang's Italian palazzo and Deena face planting--presumably underwearsless--at the Newark International Airport arrival gate. Everyone's still throwing down at the clubs (oh, how we missed you, Karma!) and hooking up in the jacuzzi, and, funny you should ask, Snooki is indeed still pitching hard objects at Sitch from across the living room.
With your viewing of the new trailer (yes, that thing, below) and the religious experience that it's sure to provoke instantly, now would be the perfect time to count your blessings and thank The Creator (no, not Him, we mean Executive Producer SallyAnn Salsano) for this gift of "Jersey Shore" that keeps on giving.
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