My little cable TV package includes everlasting re-runs of Dog The Bounty Hunter. I’m a fan for the pure entertainment element of it. Stop laughing! Come on, you can’t beat the funny factor:
-who wears an open v-neck leather jacket to apprehend a criminal? Someone should tell him to stop.
-when they accidentally mace themselves… wooohooo….lol… that is my all time favourite
-their radio chatter contains far too many “ ten-fours” and “overs”. Has anyone told them they’re not in the actual police force?
-Dog’s steeltoed cowboy boots that don’t bend as he walks. Have you seen him try to run in them? You should, its a real treat.
-I was gobsmacked when I heard Baby Lyssa state a fugitive had a “plethora of girlfriends”. I got the same enjoyment factor during a Cheaters show when a jilted lover admitted to being “duped” by his girlfriend. It thrills me when reality shows use big words
-How may pouches do their clothes have. Filled with a plethora of gadgets that make them look far too weighed down to outrun any fugitive
– Who pulls off a slick hair-backflip while kneeling on a dude pinning him to the ground? Dawg, that’s who. Dog the Bounty Hunter
But jokes aside, what I love most of all is that they treat their fugitives with dignity. Their understanding that to err is human. They attempt to counsel (not preach) and encourage. They pray. They give a shit. Which is a whole lot more that can be said for most of humanity. I know its just their job, and its just another reality show, but I get a lot more than shits ‘n giggles outta this show.
When there’s a setback, it means you have another chance for a comeback
– Beth, wife of Dog The Bounty Hunter