Satanstoenail
My Larpstyle determines my Derpstyle
Just watched some Rock Of Love. Hilarious. It's like all the best bits of every reality show all put together in one awesome package. It's so utterly utterly terrible that it's fantastic. Bret Michaels is a short, puffy, balding fluorescent orange mutant with the worst dress sense ever and all the personality of a pathetic old man getting thrown out of a strip club, and the 'beauties' they picked to fight it out for a chance to be 'his woman' are so plastic and skanky that I could nearly smell them through the tv. Throw them in a 'rock style apartment' with a whole lot of alcohol, and the result is total and utter chaotic genius. Hella cool!