Life on Florida’s West Coast

I Need to Wash My Eyeballs

I watched the Rock of Love finale. I started watching the show about 4 or 5 episodes ago, mostly as a way to be on the phone with my friend pfunk making snarky comments about Bret Michaels’ hair and the desperate ploys of the women. Tonight was no different. And while I am “happy” Bret chose the gal he chose, I still feel dirty just being privy to this man’s thought process as he decided what makes a good woman for companionship.

He’s absolutely not like the men I’ve dated. First, he wears more makeup than me. Second, because he appears to sit back and just let the women who get the most gah-gah over him win their way into top spots. It did look a teensy tiny like out of the final two, he chose the girl who put up more of a chase. Still, that’s not saying much.

I wish them both the best and now I am off to Google and see if they are even still dating. More than likely, the only search result for Bret will be for creepy home-made sex videos. Ew.

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Comment by Pfunk
2007-10-01 14:28:47

Yeah, I feel dirty also.
BUT, it was a study in psychology and human behavior.
Heather was ‘in love’ with him yet she called him everything but a child of G-d when he chose Jess.
Funny stuff.
I still can’t get over the fact that she did nothing when he told her he didn’t feel well.
He’s diabetic.
It’s not like he just got hungry.
Low blood sugar is no laughing matter.
She was no prize.
I hope he and Jess are still together and he’s lost a good amount of the creep factor.
Still, there is something disarming about the guy.
He makes me laugh a little bit.
Goofy and creepy is a strange combo.

 
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