What was it actually like to be on reality TV? How real or fake was it?

Several years ago, my cousin went in for a tattoo at the shop from Inked, you know, the one in Vegas.

It was an off filming day, so none of the artists from the show were in.

He got his tattoo started and they asked him to come back in a few weeks when it was healed up to schedule an appointment to finish it.

When he showed up, filming for the season was finished.

The shop was closed, cleaned out, and the space was for sale.

You know, that seems somewhat fraudulent.

My dad sued my mum, and they both ended up on Judge Joe Brown because Judge Judy said no.

My dad is a scumbag. He dodged child support payments for close to eight years

and didn't contact me or my sister during that time from when I was 5 to 13.

When I was 13, he popped back up out of the blue and wanted to visit, but he lived in the Ozarks

now, and we live in New England. So he flies out for a couple of days and we visit, don't really

hit it off, and he goes back home. A few months later, we get a letter from some producers in

LA, saying my dad called the number for Judge Judy and filed a lawsuit against my mom,

demanding she reimburse him for the money he spent to visit us.

It says Judge Judy turned it down, but they had a new show yet to air called Judge Joe Brown.

They wanted my parents to appear on that.

If she said no, there was no legal jeopardy for her, the show is for entertainment.

It also said my mom could file a counter suit against my dad.

So being really angry, she did, for everything from school tuition, to books, to dentist bills,

to my sister's speech therapy, food, school supplies, clothes, and fricking everything for eight years.

It came out to about 150K. Now, the filming date is scheduled and

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