Whores of Rock

Watched a bit of Married to Rock last night. Figured, I should know what I would turn into if Patrick decides to go back into the music business.  Apparently if this should happen, I will need to magically turn into a hideous skank with bad makeup, bad taste in clothes, and boobs the size of Mt. Everest.  I am certain that some of the wives might look good, but ummm, predominantly I would run the opposite direction if I saw them in public.  The worst is Etty Farrell, wow...I am pretty certain that possible plastic surgery and botox has done more harm then good.  Josie Stevens sometimes looks good but seems to go out of her way to look like a hooker. Not the good kind that works at nice brothel but a random street hooker, that one would pick up in whatever the worst section of your town might be that comes with a collection of various diseases.

Poor AJ Celi...it is difficult for any girl to have an asshole of a boyfriend but when the asshole of the boyfriend is a "supposedly" famous rocker (Billy Duffy) then it is super bad.  Famous or not I would have kicked his sorry excuse for an English ass to the curb and then started wearing Man United wear across my artificially enhanced boob lovin.  Apparently, according to the Whores of Rock, he despises Man United.

Finally, what is with the fish lips on all these woman!  I think I will stick with Pawn Stars in the future, those guys haven't artificially augmented their bodies and I wouldn't run the opposite direction if I saw them on the street.  Face it, Chumlee is way hotter then any of the Rock Whores.