As I was watching the finale of this year's Celebrity Fit Club (conclusion: Marcia Brady and Tiffany are boinkable once again! Huzzah!), I saw a promo for the latest variation on the Flavor of Love formula: Rock of Love featuring twenty skanky women vying for the affections of Bret Michaels from Poison. A few thoughts:
1) VH1 is the greatest.
2) Shouldn't they have named this show Pick Your Poison?
3) I don't think this round is going to be as good as Flavor of Love. All the girls I've seen in the promos so far are really hot. Part of the fun of the original was watching Flavor Flav drool with equal fervor over both the few attractive and many repulsive women that comprised his questionable coterie. Sure Flav wanted a piece of cute little Toastee... but he'd break off a piece of Like Dat's derriere too. Horse-faced New York made it to his final cut twice! A woman shit on the floor and he kept her for another round! She shit on the floor! On a dating television show! And Flav commended her for "keeping it real"!
I'm sorry - I just don't think Bret Michaels is going to provide us with the entertainment value that Flav provided. And my final point...
4) They picked the wrong member of Poison! Uh... do the words C.C. DeVille mean anything to you people? He's practically the rock and roll version of Flavor Flav. You dropped the ball on this one, VH1.
Oh, but don't get me wrong - I'll still watch.
In order to capitalize on current trends, Scamper is turning our show this Friday at the Middle East into a dating reality show. That's right - one of you lucky ladies has a chance to go home with Mike Mirabella.
A little hint: he, like Flav, is a bit "forgiving" in the "floor shitting" department.
1) VH1 is the greatest.
2) Shouldn't they have named this show Pick Your Poison?
3) I don't think this round is going to be as good as Flavor of Love. All the girls I've seen in the promos so far are really hot. Part of the fun of the original was watching Flavor Flav drool with equal fervor over both the few attractive and many repulsive women that comprised his questionable coterie. Sure Flav wanted a piece of cute little Toastee... but he'd break off a piece of Like Dat's derriere too. Horse-faced New York made it to his final cut twice! A woman shit on the floor and he kept her for another round! She shit on the floor! On a dating television show! And Flav commended her for "keeping it real"!
I'm sorry - I just don't think Bret Michaels is going to provide us with the entertainment value that Flav provided. And my final point...
4) They picked the wrong member of Poison! Uh... do the words C.C. DeVille mean anything to you people? He's practically the rock and roll version of Flavor Flav. You dropped the ball on this one, VH1.
Oh, but don't get me wrong - I'll still watch.
In order to capitalize on current trends, Scamper is turning our show this Friday at the Middle East into a dating reality show. That's right - one of you lucky ladies has a chance to go home with Mike Mirabella.
A little hint: he, like Flav, is a bit "forgiving" in the "floor shitting" department.
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I think they passed on C.C. because of the following(as read on IMDB):
He & his girlfriend, Shannon Mallone, welcomed their first child March 2007. Son, Vallone Deville Johannesson, weighed 7 pounds, 2 ounces.
I'm still holding out for Man Band. I would also love to give kudos to VH1 for having a "Bands Reunited" marathon on Saturday, which I sadly only caught half an episode of. Best show ever.
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By the way, how classic was Maureen with the gospel choir?! Did she ever stop screaming?
Hasn't Mike already gone home with almost all of the female Scamper groupies?
Hasn't Mike already gone home with almost all of the female Scamper groupies?
He's been focusing mostly on the fellas, actually.
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