Archive for January 7th, 2009
Bret Michaels is just looking for Mrs. Right. While for most men or dykes that would mean a human female, Bret prefers the rubbery texture and inflated jugs of these cyborgian transgendered peoples. Diff’rent Strokes for Diff’rent Folks! That’s what I say!
Watch this dirty ass bitch stick a shot in her vagoosh. And watch another ho drink it. And my dear god, please note that earlier in this episode this girl with the glass in her twat, she read rap lyrics off of two crumbled up computer print-outs of “How to take care of your genital herpes and gonorrhea.”
But usually how these sad celebrity comebacks Reality Dating Shows works out is this way:
- You get the hasbeen.
- You get the girls.
- The girls are moderately desirable whores.
- You get really bad lighting and lots of alcohol.
- BAM! You get Hollywood magic!
But when you keep casting for the same shitty show over and over again, it’s slim pickings! There aren’t many moderately desirables whores. The second time around you lose the “desirable.” The third time around all you have is “whores.”
I call it:
The Evolution of Rubbery Hoes
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