Reason Enough to Fly Virgin America for the rest of my life.

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And not just because you feel like you’re on the soul plane.   Sure, the air went out at a certain point in the flight, and they charge you 10$ for a snack, but the ticket prices can’t be beat, and by george, they have real TV on the back of every seat.   Yeah, I know Jet Blue does this too, but I’ve never been able to find anything worth watching, and their interface just isn’t as cool as Virgin’s RED.

After spending a great last evening in NY with Lindsey and Mike (I was very proud of myself that we made it to their place in one piece as my subway navigation skills are a little rusty) we spent Sunday wandering the old stomping grounds with our buddies for a few hours floating in and out of stores looking for things to buy (finding nothing) before heading to the airport.   (We also lucked into seeing Tara for a quick drink!)

But I digress.   So, I was super psyched to be flying Virgin on our way home, because…

WE GOT TO WATCH THE ROCK OF LOVE BUS REUNION SPECIAL LIVE ON OUR FLIGHT HOME!!!   (Well, live, as in when it aired.)

OMG.   If I love Rock of Love Bus, I LUST after the reunion specials.   They are always a little cattier, a little dirtier, and little more hilarious than the show itself.   On the Charm School reunion, Sharon Osbourne kicked some dumb girl’s ass.   On the one before that (Season 2?) Heather got smacked.    This time, it was Natasha the Madame (who’s possibly just a pimp in drag) who threw the first punch.   I still can’t figure out why.   (Something about Skipper calling her a porn star, and Natasha making SIX FIGURES BITCH.)    Of course, the highlight of the show was my beloved Ashley and her side kick Farrah (a.k.a. the Blontourage – I have no idea how one would go about spelling that.)   My favorite bit was, when asked if she was bisexual, Ashley replied she was “into guys, into chicks, and especially into you Brittanya, you hot BEUTCH!” …or something to that effect.   *Sigh*  If I could bottle up the way she says Bitch and wear it as perfume, I totally would.

Then things got a little heartbreaking.   Mindy – the wrongfully jilted runner up – took to the stage in tears professing her undying love for Bret.   I bought every word of it hook line and sinker.   The girl’s good.   Even Rachtman accused Bret of making a stupid choice.    Poor Mindy.   She really looked like she was in pain.   Never more so than when they brought that skanky opportunist Taya out on stage (at least she finally did something about those 90’s Valley eyebrows) who of course went on to talk about her relationship with Bret like it was a business transaction.   Which it is.   Which only made Mindy cry harder.   Poor Mindy, she deserves so much better.   Maybe she can graduate to Tough Love next.   I also caught that show on the plane…

I’m not sure I’ll be tuning in for Daisy of Love, because let’s face it, that girl annoys the crap out of me, but I AM looking forward to more Blontourage on Charm School 3.

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