Why did I go on MTV's Room Raiders?? - Part 1
- The reason I'm so disgruntled with MTV is because a few weeks ago I answered one of their ads for their TV show, Room Raiders. It's that one where a floozy traipses without warning through a potential mate's bedroom seeking out material items that would be indicative of the immeasurable complexities of the dude's unique soul. After looking at three rooms, the broad then decides which guy she wants to give blowjobs to based on how many stacks of cash she finds laying around. I figured this would be the easiest way to fingerbang someone who's been on tv, so I enlisted.
Anyways, I was taking an extra long shower today when a camera crew broke down my apartment door with a fireman's axe and kicked open the bathroom. I wrapped the transparent mildewy shower curtain around my lathered body and screamed and screamed.
"Surprise! It's Room Raiders!!"
I continued screaming.
"Now get in the van!!"
The muscle tried to grab me and I pushed past them into the living space. My mind was racing! Oh crap oh crap oh crap. In just a few minutes some girl is going to inspect my room for compatibility and stacks of cash. I need to throw anything incriminating out the window before the crew tackles me!
To be continued!