Before everybody starts salivating, there's no actual nudity on the Dog, of course. (A bad joke about Pavlov's dogs lurks somewhere in there.) Otherwise, we'd be watching the Playboy channel. Whenever anybody gets down to the, er, sensitive areas on "strip darts" or whatever, a Dog Eat Dog logo blocks the view.
I agree the show is perfect braindead summer fare. I'm starting to make it appointment teevee, somewhat guiltily.