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Sunday, March 30, 2008

The joy of pop culture

Posted by Todd & Chelsea at 11:11 AM

The Soup was especially insulting and fantastic last night. Two of the my favorite lines from the evening...

[when referring to "Rock of Love" (a show where white trash gold-diggers fight for Bret Michael's love)]

'Notice she didn't say I just contracted a flesh eating virus from my aging former rockstar boyfriend?"

AND

[when referring to a daughter-parent competition where teams compete to suck the most filling out of a conole on "Thats Amore" (a show were women complete for the affection of some random Italian guy)]

"Look, we’re just here to engage in pastry falacio with our daughter; we didn’t know it was going to get to tacky"

No need to watch TV pop culture...Just watch The Soup

 

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