Friday, September 22, 2006

Get a Grip, New York


No, I'm not talking to the residents of my new home, I'm talking to Flavor Flav's #1 bitch in the house, New York. This is old news to the real TV gossipers (old = a week ago?), but having just watched the series-defining episode last night, I feel I must commment.

New York made an appearance on "Flavor of Love 2" after losing a head-to-head competition with Hoopz in the first Flavor of Love series. Because VH1 couldn't track down Bridget Nielsen, a clearly better, more dynamic character, they grabbed the big-mouthed skank from last season, who unabashedly reveals she still has a thing for him.

Of course, being Flavor Flav, he'll be into any girl who has the good taste to be into him. So, all of New York's screaming and crying and pointing and bitching won her a spot in the competition.

My question: Why is she happy about this?

She had a chance to win his heart in the first competition and she didn't. Then, when things went sour with Hoopz, instead of simply calling up New York and offering her sloppy seconds, he puts her through the agony of "helping" him judge eliminations in episode 6. Even worse, she has to endure competing with a new batch of other women who want to be with him all over again. How far would any sane person go for a man?

The bitch is crazy, and not in a fun way. I actually enjoy watching her antics on television, very very far away from her, but being anywhere around her seems like a total nightmare. Regardless, you'd think this primadonna would say, "Enough!" and make him chase her for awhile. She's putting up with an awful lot of his shit for someone who expects to be waited on hand and foot.

Sorry New York, you're fun to watch, but you need to bark up some new trees before you're eliminated a second time and your 15 minutes is up for good.




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Christ, I miss cable.

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