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Sunday, April 18, 2004

So I was trying to catch up on my reading today but took a break to watch idle television with Brian. We watched Room Raiders, which is this "dating show" on MTV where, say, a guy has to pick a girl out of three based on what he thinks of their bedrooms. The guy will go through closets, diaries, drawers, etc. pulling out everything that is private and holy. The guy on this episode was a total cheesedick-- 19 years old, ex high school football player, thinks he looks like Justin Timberlake and would like to be a pop star. So after he raids the rooms, the girls get to raid his, and this is what was hilarious--the guy had playboy stuff EVERYWHERE. Posters on his wall, playboy memorabilia, magazines, etc. And little Big Wheels cars hidden in his underwear drawer. Fucking LOSER. He explains that it all started when he was talking to a group of girls after a football game and his friend said, "You're a playboy" and it stuck, so the nickname isn't a conceited thing (of course not!). So he picks the girl who auditioned for American Idol because that was something he wanted to do and because she was really into "actressing" and that was cool. So the last shot of the show has them walking out the front door, where we see his car with what looks like a crudely handpainted Playboy Bunny ON HIS HOOD.

WHERE THE HELL DO THEY FIND THESE PEOPLE?????
3am wanderer - at 9:53 PM
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