Guilty...As Charged

Guilty pleasures. We all have em. You know...the things that you do that you find enjoyment in but you're not necessarily proud of. Some people have guilty pleasures...like dressing up in all black and going to a club where everybody is dressed the same way. I won't call any names (LOL) but if you like it, then that's cool with me. We all are strange...to a certain degree. Our differences is what make us who we truly are.

One of my guilty pleasures is that show Flavor of Love. I like that show! And I'm not a fan of reality tv. I've never watched American Idol, America's Top Model, or America's Best (fill in the blanks). I watched a season of the Apprentice and that's about it. I can't tell you much about Survivor or whatever the hottest show is right now on reality tv.

Flavor of Love is a show that features these beautiful woman who are all in one house competing for the love and affection of Flavor Flav. That's right...Flavor Flav from Public Enemy, the hip hop pioneering rap group. Flavor of Love is in it's 3rd season as Flav is looking for love...again. I saw the first season and was hooked b/c of the outrageous things that these women would do to themselves and others...just to be with Flavor Flav. Anybody who has ever seen Flav knows that he is a sore sight on your eyes. LOL. The mere thought of a fine woman kissing Flav is enough to make you laugh...or puke. These women hurl cuss words and fists at each other like there is no tomorrow. And it's all for their man...Flavor Flav. And for some STRANGE reason, I find this very funny. So, I tune in every week to see who's gonna make a fool of themselves.

There...I said it. I know I aint the only one with some type of guilty pleasure.