Winter Wipeout

We don't really understand the term 'guilty pleasure.'  Why should you ever feel guilty about pleasure (except if you're cheating on a loved one, then you really, really should).  We never feel guilty about pleasure.  We particularly don't feel guilty when, after we've had a long day at the office (never bad, our days at the office are never ever bad... we love our job, always and forever), we tune in "Wipeout" or "Winter Wipeout" and see people get hit in the gonads (and elsewhere).  Why should anyone feel guilty about that?  The folks on the show are doing it for money; they're getting something out of it and we get to laugh.  Tonight though is the last time that'll happen for a while, this is the "Winter Wipeout" finale.