Skank of Love - Sinister Leaves
Have you been following the tiny tyke relative of Oscar De La Hoya? Her
show Skank of Love is festering on the VH1 airwaves right now. There is
just something, not real about her. Oh right, everything on or about
her is fake.
But that doesn't stop me from tuning in every once in a while to see if Rikki Rachtman has committed suicide yet. Seriously, how can the original host of Headbanger's Ball and used-to-be-cool rock icon, put up with this shit? The paycheck must be huge.
Sinister, a contest with an apparent affection for hitting women - according to the show, was kicked off last night. The man is the bassist and backing vocals for the band Dope. He cried like a woman last night after being eliminated. Saying some of the corniest shit you ever heard. Something to the effect of "I guess I will never find someone who loves me for me" and other cornball phrases.
Get a grip man, you are a rockstar who plays on an elevated stage for a band who is known throughout the country. I am sure you have women lined up every night for a chance to meet you for just being in Dope or Twisted Method. Now that you have been on the show, OTHER women will be hot on your cock.
If anyone watched the show, Sinister's buddy Chi Chi was the effeminate side-kick. The man sashayed and whisped around the Skank of Love house crying and putting tampons in most times. He definitely had a one-way sexual attraction to Sinister. Though Sinister didn't show any real interest in Chi Chi, it didn't really bother Chi Chi. I think Chi Chi was hoping he would find his Sinister of Love.
Skank of Love was over the minute she met some rocker from NYC named London. He's hot headed, homeless, and horny all the time. While she says she is looking for a nice guy, she really seems to enjoy being beat down emotionally. So she will choose London and they will be broken up, if they are not already.
Please VH1, do not make a Skank of Love 2. I can't take another season of silicone enhanced bimbos wharblling all over my tv. Everytime Skank De La Whore opens her mouth, I want to puncture my eardrums. Even the way she reads the cue cards is annoying and staccato. You can almost see her brain steaming as it tries to comprehend the big words. Give us what we want. DANZIG Of LOVE!
But that doesn't stop me from tuning in every once in a while to see if Rikki Rachtman has committed suicide yet. Seriously, how can the original host of Headbanger's Ball and used-to-be-cool rock icon, put up with this shit? The paycheck must be huge.
Sinister, a contest with an apparent affection for hitting women - according to the show, was kicked off last night. The man is the bassist and backing vocals for the band Dope. He cried like a woman last night after being eliminated. Saying some of the corniest shit you ever heard. Something to the effect of "I guess I will never find someone who loves me for me" and other cornball phrases.
Get a grip man, you are a rockstar who plays on an elevated stage for a band who is known throughout the country. I am sure you have women lined up every night for a chance to meet you for just being in Dope or Twisted Method. Now that you have been on the show, OTHER women will be hot on your cock.
If anyone watched the show, Sinister's buddy Chi Chi was the effeminate side-kick. The man sashayed and whisped around the Skank of Love house crying and putting tampons in most times. He definitely had a one-way sexual attraction to Sinister. Though Sinister didn't show any real interest in Chi Chi, it didn't really bother Chi Chi. I think Chi Chi was hoping he would find his Sinister of Love.
Skank of Love was over the minute she met some rocker from NYC named London. He's hot headed, homeless, and horny all the time. While she says she is looking for a nice guy, she really seems to enjoy being beat down emotionally. So she will choose London and they will be broken up, if they are not already.
Please VH1, do not make a Skank of Love 2. I can't take another season of silicone enhanced bimbos wharblling all over my tv. Everytime Skank De La Whore opens her mouth, I want to puncture my eardrums. Even the way she reads the cue cards is annoying and staccato. You can almost see her brain steaming as it tries to comprehend the big words. Give us what we want. DANZIG Of LOVE!
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