Let's face it people...reality television is here to stay. The question now is where do we draw the line on what's funny, educational and genuinely good to over the top, morally repugnant, raunchy, bad influences. That line has a name...Bret Michaels: Rock of Love Tour Bus.
Now I've watched a lot of reality tv in my time but nothing compares to the total nightmare which is known as Rock of Love. I mean really, this show sits on the cusp of hell. It's where ex/current prostitutes, strippers, drug addicts, alcoholics, paranoid freakshows go for vacation. This show is their mother ship calling them home. The women that go on this show make me cringe. They literally will wear a band aid and an eye patch as their outfit. They'll drink tequila for breakfast and pause vomiting to make out with each other/and or Bret (when he's not giving another bad concert). TRUST ME guys around the world, these women are not average. If this is the kind of woman you want...then go down to the local street corner and you'll find her.
I only pray for the crack babies that they'll one day have.