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Big Boys Don't Cry

I'm a reality tv whore. I can't get enough of the stuff. I've seen it all just about. Just today, I've watched parts of Rock of Love (though I missed 3/4 of the last episode and I SO wanted to see Lacey fall on the table drunk. Thank goodness that repeats are played 87 times), ANTM, The Coreys, etc.

One show that I laugh at, no matter what is happening onscreen, is The Pickup Artist. Now listen, I'm not that heartless of a bitch to say that these fellas don't deserve some lovin'. They do. That being said.....why are you crying on national television on a show that is about you NOT being able to get a woman? I know you're insecure, I get that. Everyday, I feel the same way. I didn't hear what was said leading up to the bawling fest but good God men! Three of you, sitting there like someone took your lollipop away. Do you really want to take advice from this guy? He wears a hat straight out of Alice in Wonderland and have you seen the Willy Wonka glasses?? COME ON! He sounds like he cares about you guys but why haven't any of you laughed in his face? I think I can honestly say that if someone approached my friends and I in the manner that he and his "wingmen" do, I think we would laugh. Not to his face of course because we aren't that evil.

You guys can do this but for the love of all things holy, don't take his words as Pickup Scripture. Really. Take it from a woman. We know these things.

That is all.
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