By Gregory Kirschling
March 21, 2005 at 05:00 AM EST

What the hell do you need a Ping-Pong table in the back of your pickup for? What’s the point of a pop-up TV screen in the trunk of a 1987 Honda CRX — are you gonna back the car into your living room and watch a DVD? The transformed hot wheels on MTV’s entertainingly materialistic reality show Pimp My Ride — hosted by Xzibit, whose belly laugh is as ingratiating as the young Eddie Murphy’s — aren’t so much cars as second homes. Which makes this series Extreme Makeover: Home Edition for the too-cool-to-cry crowd.

EXTRAS How many of these cars have already been jacked? Or stripped for parts? Or sold on eBay? A where-are-they-now doc woulda been tight. Instead, the accessories come standard: deleted scenes, bloopers, an Xzibit music vid, and Mad Mike of the customs crew showing off his own depressing ride — a motor home (”A whole bunch of poop comes out of here. . .”).