I hate weddings–and I’m engaged.

Frankly, I think they’re a waste of my time and my money. To make matters worse, weddings have become pretty formulaic.

The food–chicken or beef–usually sucks. You’re lucky if there’s an open bar; of course, with what it costs to get hitched these days, I’m not surprised daddy doesn’t want to foot that bill. And the music is kind of lame. I’m sorry, if you think your guests really want to dance to The Electric Slide, The Chicken Dance, The Macarena, and/or YMCA you’re sick.

Well, in an effort to spice up the big day, some couples are letting Ashton Kutcher (Demi Moore’s man/creator of Punk’d) cook up a fake crisis for the cameras. NBC’s reality show, The Real Wedding Crashers, is supposed to be something “a couple will never forget and their guests will remember forever.”

People: You don’t need Kelso to make your day special. Try a dose of imagination.

New York Times writer Alessandra Stanley is on my side. You can read her piece about this latest reality show here.