After reminiscing about A Shot at Love with Tila Tequila (mel bought season 1 on dvd (-.-)), I've realized that people can make themselves seem more important if they hold competitions for their love. So...GAME ON D-bags!
This Friday is my birthdouche bonanza. 3 people have cancelled their rsvps so I have 3 seats open for, you guessed it, suitors!! The 3 suitors will be provided by 3 different friends. THE TWIST: The girl who is elimidated must immediately leave the premises along with the friend who brought her!!!!!!!!!
The first elimidation/nexting will occur at dinner. This can happen at anytime. The girl walks in wearing Northface, automatic NEXT! Turns down my sake bomb, NEXT! Obviously, they will need confessionals to talk trash about the other competition, myself, or LC. I'm thinkin' Buddy and Thomas can work the cameras.
Next elimidation will occur downtown. Get in my hairspace and prevent me from busting my move to the fullest? NEXT! Get jealous when I wave to my Malaia girlz? NEXT!
The final elimidation will go down at karaoke. Refuse to air guitar for me whilst I sing the sweet melodies of Scott Stapp and CREED? SOOOOO NEXTED it's not even NEXTfunny!
The victory date will obviously happen at Whataburger over a fine powerade? jk, sweet tea of course, and gravy drenched chicken tenders. The victory date will continue all the way to my boudoir, heeeeeeyyyyyy!
BONUS: triple points for a medical school student...SHELBY! i need to be taken curr of.
Anyways, we'll release the DVD with special features on Sunday including my decision on my future relationship with the elimidated friends and of course, the full recording of One Last Breath in Dolby Surround Sound.
I gotta go teach my chirrens some life lessons.
Douchepham, out.
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