

“I’m not high right now, but whoever gave us this show must have been!” He’s in a TV prop bed with his co-host, Martha Stewart, who can barely keep herself from laughing while her strange bedfellow speaks.Ĭampy weed puns and people laughing hysterically over the mere fact that this show, Martha & Snoop’s Potluck Dinner Party, even exists is pretty much the extent of Monday night’s new VH1 series.įor that reason-its simplicity, its lack of surprise, its baseline humor and sense of fun-it is the perfect television pregame for what will surely be 24 hours of the antithesis: anxiety-inducing television starring two larger-than-life public figures with diametrically opposing brands decidedly not putting aside their differences over a drunken plate of fried chicken.
