Something tells me Brett Michaels of Poison has no trouble attracting women, yet…
Dude’s getting his own reality show on VH1, “Rock of Love with Brett Michaels.” Lordy. Didn’t we have enough with Flavor Flav? I’ll sum it up for you:
A room full of teased and painted bimbos vie for Brett’s attention while making catty remarks about each other behind thair backs. Eventually Brett will choose someone who is all wrong for him and they’ll break up within a couple of months. Yawn. I might be up for it if it was 20 years ago and Brett was, you know, young and cute. But really, he’s like what? 50 now? What is he, Hugh friggin’ Hefner?
Get thee some dignity ladies. Do you want your children and grandchildren to come across the clips of you jello wrestling for Brett on YouTube? Frankly, I was alive during the 80’s and know how to read. I’d be afraid of where he’s been.
