MANswers, a show on Spike TV, is definitely a man’s show. Leisurely the other night, Spike TV was showing a mininmarathon of this show (I have no idea how long it’s been on), and I learned all sorts of things from it, like how to purchase up a stripper and that Swedish girls have the most one night stands and how many farts it takes to fill up a basketball. (Though I kind of blocked the answer to this one.) And in case you’re wondering, guys, the advice that was given on how to pick up a stripper was this: go on less-busy nights; never sit at the stage; bring a girl with you; (though if you’re suave enough to bring a girl to a strip club, should you really be trying to hook up with a stripper? ) don’t tip the strippers; and after you’ve gone quite a few times, throw a party and invite whichever strippers you please. And enjoy your STDs.
This show also has a very elegant remark over. The guy sounds like he’s constantly screaming, so while suffering from insomnia at 2:00 a.m., it was rather first-rate to listen to.
Pair this show with attempting to watch a rerun of Glenn Beck, and you’ll end up with quite a headache. (I’m sorry, Glenn, but listening to you is almost worse than MANswers.) I can usually examine his show for about five minutes before I just can’t take it anymore and change the channel. Lately he’s just been plugging his book, “An Inconvenient Book”, anyways. (Clever title. I’m sure I’ll be finding it very inconvenient to ever read it.)
Oh yeah, I’ll also put Glenn up there with the “A Shot at Love” with Tila Tequila, MTV’s brilliant brainchild of a show, which is the same old concoction of a dating show competition, the prize being Ms. Myspace’s heart. (From what I gather, Tila is a semi-celebrity because she’s slutted up her Myspace page and managed to get enough “friends” to form a small country) But this show has a twist (of course). Tila is bisexual! So she has lesbians and guys competing to win her heart. Of course, MTV has recruited as many psychotic, alcoholic, unnerved “contestants” as possible, which results in an indescribable mess. (That’s the best way I can describe it.) I don’t think the “relationship” that results from this show could even last for an hour beyond the moment it’s over.
Between seeing all of this and the “Girls Gone Wild” commercials, I feel like my IQ has dropped a few points, but at least it all bored into finally going to sleep.
