MTV’s newest series, “I Just Want My Pants Back,” from director and executive producer Doug Liman of “Mr. and Mrs. Smith” and “The Bourne Identity” began with a bang this month, literally.

The show, based off the 2007 book “I Just Want My Pants Back” by David Rosen, focuses on the life of Jason Strider, who seems to be living every post-grad’s biggest nightmare.

Strider, despite having graduated from an Ivy League school, finds himself working as a desk receptionist in which his most valuable task is to clean the bathrooms. In an attempt to maintain sanity, he and his three best friends prowl the nights in an unrealistic party lifestyle in which “moonblow” (taking a shot of moonshine followed by a hit of cocaine) is the norm.

Following his friend Tina’s advice to “be funny, funny to girls is like boobs to boys,” Strider ends up having sex in his refrigerator — yep, move over milk and eggs here comes a body — with a girl he met at a bar who then shacks, steals his pants and gives him a phone number to a Thai restaurant instead of her own. Ouch. He’s either living the dream or on the road to suicide. It’s still debatable.

After three episodes, it is easy to already see that Strider is not going to just move on from the girl who stole his pants. Oh no. He’s going to repeatedly order food from the Thai restaurant to think of her and even place an add on Craigslist to try and find her. Caution: apparently fridge sex directly results in clinginess.

Although this show follows in the pattern of grungy, dirty humor that we have all come to love, some things are taken too far, such as the foreplay to a foursome between two couples who just met. No one can resist witty and sarcastic banter between characters, but it is literally impossible to be as hipster as these characters are.

Between the music selection, wardrobe choices (cough cough, belt made out of World War I bullets?), and even food decisions (OK, Thai food I can deal with, but there is no need to specify that it’s Greek yogurt) watching this show is like living in a Ke$ha music video.

I’m sure that this must have made a good book and it probably would have reached comedy levels of “The Hangover 2” as a movie (still very funny, but with the same tired jokes as “The Hangover”) but it will be interesting to see how MTV draws it out into an entire television series. My prediction is that the comedy will become repetitious and “I Just Want My Pants Back” won’t see a second season.