At the end of the first episode of Flavor of Love 2, one of the women seeking the rapper's heart (or money?) has an accident of the excremental variety a perfect metaphor for the crudest reality show ever to air. As the women pull each other's weaves and persecute a possible herpes carrier, Flav flashing his gold, Don Knottsian grin acts as if he were living in Old Testament times and could trade any one of his harem for a bag of beans or a cow. Granted, a cow would have more sense than the lot of them.
Thirty-eight predictable minutes of girls gone wild.