Oh, how I love the commercials on late night TV. Has anyone ever seen that Red Hot Dateline commercial in which a group of girls is working out, and then they decide to call up the Red Hot Dateline to get some hot guys over? Then, all of a sudden it cuts to a somewhat attractive spokesmodel with a downright unsettling smile who gives the phone number, and the next scene shows two happy guys knocking on the door to the initial group of girls saying "I told you red hot works!"
Are we really to believe that groups of really hot girls, who apparently have standards as low as the Mariana Trench, are calling up some dating service late at night to get a couple total strangers, who are basically walking manifestations of horniness being led by their divining rod erections, to come over to their house and enchant them with their inherent blubbering male charm before inviting them into their bedroom for a depraved three-on-two orgy?
Because man, if that's true, I've been seriously wasting my time by actually talking to girls.
Are we really to believe that groups of really hot girls, who apparently have standards as low as the Mariana Trench, are calling up some dating service late at night to get a couple total strangers, who are basically walking manifestations of horniness being led by their divining rod erections, to come over to their house and enchant them with their inherent blubbering male charm before inviting them into their bedroom for a depraved three-on-two orgy?
Because man, if that's true, I've been seriously wasting my time by actually talking to girls.
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I actually admitted to my twisted love affair with antiques roadshow in an interview.
stop by the journal some time.
[Edited on Apr 28, 2005 1:37AM]
Audioscrobbler
and whattya know...
You can even add me as a friend.
From France and asking for directions,
billy
[Edited on May 01, 2005 11:28PM]