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Monday, September 11, 2006

Flavour of Love vs. New York

This is a spoiler if you love Flavour of Love as much as I do. The spoiler is that "New York is in the mother fucking house"!

While I was initially upset that she was brought back, and even more upset that she was allowed back into the house, I eventually calmed down. As stupid, neurotic, obsessed and psychotic as she is, she's actually one step up from all the whores currently available to Sir Flav.

  1. Deelishis[sic] is, or was, a motherfucking man, and nothing you can say or do will convince me otherwise. Those transgender operations are so good, I hear, they can nearly fool a gynocologist. I will not be fooled.
  2. Krazee[sic] is bound to be kicked out. I was highly suspicious of her early moves and crocodile tears of love. She got way too much early screen time and plot lines to be the final winner. There's no way that the show will be that obvious. Few people could see last season's Hoopz[sic] win
  3. Speaking of which, Bootz[sic] seems like the one who will win. Although Krazee[sic] looks more like the Hoopz[sic] type, I believe Bootz[sic] seems sincere, if not crafty and manipulative.
  4. New York did not win the first season, and she won't win the second! Although I still want to see her mother and that uncomfortable situation again. And again, and again...


As a semi-serious aside, I am posting about Flavour of Love, what could be considered one of the trashiest TV shows around, ever, on the fifth anniversary of September 11. That is my subtle "eff you" raised middle finger to the fucking terrorists and friends. There's another one for Bush et.al., too. And here's one for you if you complain!

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