This was an interesting week. During "Flavor of Love," Flav exhibited what I like to refer to as "Flav-logic," which is when he would make a questionable decision at elimination time. (For example, when Flav eliminated Goldie after Goldie made it clear she just wanted to be friends with Flav and he was clearly looking for action. Then at the end of "Flavor of Love 2," New York was going on and on about how they'd be together forever, and Flav told her "he was just looking for someone he could kick it with casually.") This week, the "Rock of Love" equivalent is starting to shine through.
I call it "Bret-logic." Or "thinking with your dick." Whichever. ( Read more... )
The girls all notice that Bret has laid out some girly-looking football uniforms for them. They change, and they are driven to a random muddy football field. It's time for Bret's First Annual Mud Bowl! I half expect to hear the "Monday Night Football" theme, but no. They've cued up "I Want Action" by Poison (of course).( Read more... )
Bitch, if you're such a "badass," you'd suck it up and keep playing anyways. Nyah-nyah-nyah. My Lacey-hate increases with each episode. ( Read more... )
Meanwhile, Jes is getting ready for her date. She's nervous. She's still on the fence about Bret, especially after her last serious relationship. ( Read more... )
Might I mention that I just don't care for Jes' sleeker, calmed-down "date hair"? I'm sorry, but it looks better when it's big and spikey-ish. Hell, when Jem's off-duty, at least Jerrica Benton's blunt-cut looks stylish.
While Jes is primping, Heather overhears Erin on the phone. Drama-time! ( Read more... )
Big John escorts Jes to her date with Bret. There's a table set up for two before a stage. Jes sits, and Bret comes out, ready to perform. He realizes that he hasn't gotten a chance to get to know Jes.
He also hasn't had one-on-one time with Bitch-n-Whiney...err, Lacey or Mia yet. So what makes Jes
so special? Who does she think she is, anyway?...
Yeah. Sorry. Couldn't help it. The lead-up was too tempting.
You know what? I'm going to start calling Lacey "Pizzazz" from now on. The parallels are too hard to miss. That, and I think it'll be down to her and pink-haired Jes in the end.
But I digress. Back to Jem and Riot--oops, Jes and Bret.( Read more... )
Let's face it...let's be brutally honest. Bret knows he's no spring chicken, and it's not 1988 anymore. He's....(oh God,
I hate to say it)...going through a...mid-life crisis.
At least that's what I'm gathering what it looks like. He's in his mid-forties, he's living a comfortable lifestyle and reaping the fruits of his labor, he has two daughters...and he's lonely!
(Despite all of the groupies,) Bret Michaels is lonely, and he just wants someone who will love him for who he is--aging hipster/rockstar with receding hairline, insulin shots, what he looks like first thing in the morning, and all. ( Read more... )
I laughed thinking, "This is what those 'Rock of Love' girls have to look forward to!" And I realized that this is the probably the hell that is Bret's life. He just wants someone who will love him despite all of his baggage.
And really...don't we all
God, I wish they end up doing a "Rock of Love 2."
Anyhoo.......Bret takes Maggie, M.I.A. (*hee hee* Get it?!) and Brandi for their date. Bret's pissed, and he needs to...I don't know, shoot
something. Guess what, girls?! We're going to a GUN RANGE! Perfect date material!
It turns out that Magdalena is an eagle-eye. Um...how do we know she's not a Polish spy? I half expect her to say in that deep voice of hers, "Hello, Mr. Bond." Magdalena scares me. ( Read more... )
"I, Bret Michaels, will not
be played." HA. Then why'd you agree to do this show?( Read more... )
Elimination time. NOW Bret is going to start eliminating one-by-one to stretch the show and get ratings. It comes down to Erin and Heather, and....( Read more... )
More next week!