Just because a woman makes her dollars by dressing in a super sexy wife beater, short shorts and serving wings and beer to drunken, horny fools doesn’t mean that’s all she’s worth. Really. This video is proof. They can also gyrate on an upside down bar stool while pouring beer at the same time. God, feminism is awesome.

Oh, reality shows: the bane of our existence and our favorite guilty pleasure. ‘Tis a paradox.

When word first came around that Poison frontman Bret Michaels was poised to star in his own reality show, flashes of teased hair, war-paint makeup and garish outfits plagued my subconscious. And whaddaya know – the show played out with every stereotype in tow, outside of the unexpected charming demeanor of Mr. Michaels.

If Bret was any other dude you wouldn’t feel his “plight” – the burden of man who wants nothing more than a expert hooker under the guise of a nice girl exclusively for him. Rock of Love’s greatest trick was making viewers empathize with Michaels’ daunting task of finding a “nice girl” (read: a slut behind closed doors) amongst out-in-the-open-sluts/party chicks.

Basically, Bret wants what every man in history has ever wanted. (more…)