 «Not Bad«
Million dollar lay? Do you mean that "Who Wants to Marry a Millionaire" thing? Ha ha ha, that was funny! When that comedian guy came out I almost crapped my pants. He was like, *Drools* "Hi there lovely ladies. Here's a little info about your hubby to be...My hobbies are Star Wars trivia, collecting animal porn, knitting my own underwear, and molesting little boys! You know the only reason I agreed to do this show was because I can't get a real date on the account of my shrunken head. And, now that I'm looking at you ladies, I'm glad I lied on the application. *Laughs* Millionaire?!? Um, sure I am... As you can probably tell by my bulge, or lack there of, I think you all are real foxes! *Growls* But, there can only be one winner, so let's see, which one do I want? Hmm...do I want young and sweet? Nahhh. How about smart and sexy? I think we can do better. *Looks at Darva* Ah, what's this? Haven't we met before?!? Yeah, I know you! You worked for that one escort service, 'Blondes for a Buck.' C'mon, don't be shy, I know it's you. Here, open up your shirt and let me see your boobs so I can be certain. What? You're going to kick my ass? Awwyeah, a dominatrix! Just my kind of bitch!" Then she actually married him, I couldn't believe it. I'm telling you, I would have taken one look at Daddy Poorbucks and ran the other way...um yeah, ya know, if I were a gold-diggin ho that is.
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