A Fond Farewell to Megan
Goodbye, Megan. We hardly knew ye. As an unabashed, die-hard viewer of Rock of Love II, I watched with great disappointment last evening as Megan was summarily dismissed from Brett's house after one final, awkward attempt to make out. The awkwardness that ensued after Brett informed Megan "the ride ends here" hasn't been matched since, I don't know, Mitt Romney's remarks about "Who Let The Dogs Out?" and bling-bling. If you're not watching ROLII, you should be. It's like pixie sticks for your brain if your brain was a 22-year old girl who liked '80s hair band music and pixie sticks. Apparently it's also like pixie sticks for 33-year old men. It's on Sunday nights at 9 EST on VH-1. Prediction for next week: Destiney goes home.
My "That's What She Said!" Moment of the Day
While delivering several large boxes on a dolly to another department this afternoon, this girl told me to "just shove that wherever it'll fit." The only thing that would've made this funnier was if she'd called the stuff "your junk", thereby making the sentence "just shove your junk wherever it'll fit."
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As an avid watcher and gambler (yes, I made bets about who would win) in regards to both Rock of Love seasons, I can honestly say that I had Megan in the top two. However, I picked Daisy to win. She seemed to be the obvious choice because it seems that Senor Michaels favors superficial modifications, due to the observation that he probably still dies his hair and wears eyeliner.
Any predictions on how long it takes to produce a ROLIII?
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