Mrs. Rosini won’t get a good night sleep for at least 4 months! The Real World Season 250 has finally found its location and it’s pretty much in my backyard. The next drunken filled season of The Real World will be shot in Brooklyn and, ironically, may be shot at in Brooklyn. The cartoonish pictures above show the building that they’ll be living in. Since these kids are extremely deserving of having nice things, they’ll be living in the 6,000 sq foot, two floor penthouse that has 5 bedrooms, two terraces, and floor to ceiling windows. I’m sure they’ll be very quiet and respectful of the other 100 families that live in the building. Shelling out a couple million for an apartment in the building will all be worth it once cameras and drunken whores are filling the hallways.

I’m psyched. Hopefully I’ll run into these fools while they hop on the subway and head into the city. In case you’ll be leaving the country and won’t get to see the next season let me fill you in on what will happen. Drinking, followed by fighting, more drinking, sex with roomates, racial fights, drinking, rehab, drinking, fist fight, drinking, crying, sex with roomates, drinking. Oh, and then they’ll drink.

There’s a war going on in Iraq. Also, there’s going to be a Real World Awards shows because, you know, it’s needed. Anyway, the gang from the past 429 seasons all met up at the Sunset Plaza House in LA to reunite and see who wins some awards, I’d assume.

Anyway, CT is gonna be pissed! Why you ask? Oh, only because Getty Images labeled the gay dude from Real World London as “CT.” Something tells me that CT won’t like this too much. I tried to reach him for a response but then realized I don’t know him or have his phone number, so I just hung up. I do figure, however, that his statement would go something like this (insert stereotypical Boston accent here):

“Nah kid, no…that ain’t right. I was wicked pissed when I saw they labeled the wrong kid as “CT.” Dude, there’s only one CT, kid. I’m wicked pissah, I’m wicked smaaaht yo, I bust your face, I’m no joke, I’l drive my caaaah right ovah your face if you ever call me the wrong name again.”

I think I’m pretty dead on.