Flavor of Love
I'm not big on television especially new tv shows, but I became addicted to 'Flavor of Love' on Vh1. If you're unfamiliar with the show, you're probably a terrorist and probably won't understand any of this particular post- move on down! For those who do, I can't believe New York A.) Didn't win and B.) Is getting her own show next season!
I can't imagine this show being real though, as entertaining as it is. Would any beautiful, non-psychotic girl really want to make out with this?! I mean, when I think of my 'dream man', this face doesn't often come to mind. Whenever they show close ups of his giant lips and big gold teeth kissing one of the girls, I want to vomit. As disgusted as I am, I still find myself unable to turn away. I have a similar reaction at the chinese buffet down the street.
New York, who's real name is Tiffany, will have her own show similar to Flav's where men compete to date her. I can't imagine any rational attractive men wanting to be with her. I thought she was the ideal match for Flav, as long as they signed an agreement to never mate. Flavor flav did a great job of coining the phrase, "You're time is up", presenting girls who he wants to keep with clocks and girls he wants off with no time! The next time I find myself in the position of needing to break up with someone, I will be using this line. "Someone's goin' home folks, an' it ain't me, it ain't me- your time is up!" I imagine he will cry and storm out like the girls on the show do.
Now that's good Tv!
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