Not everything we write about at NTG is timely, but dammit, it’s pertinent. And for some reason I was thinking about Flavor of Love and the girl that pooped on the staircase in season two. If you’ve never seen a clip of the video, please watch it:
For all of the knocks against Flavor Flav being over 50, a foil to the progress of the Civil Rights movement, and just a plain bad rapper, you have to admit – he knows how to make shit funny. He goes as far as to give props to Somethin’ (the pooper) for being true to herself. But if being true to yourself means shitting on the floor in front of countless people and TV cameras, baby, I want to be false.
Yes, it just “pushed itself out,” according to Somethin’s monologue. No, she wasn’t feet-tripping drunk, nor on laxatives. She must have been holding that sucker in for days.
Unfortunately, Somethin’s little surprise didn’t win her the aging heart of Flav. Maybe it was her way of getting out of the competition early so she didn’t have to fight with New York.
Too bad Flav didn’t say he was into girls who poop on the floor. If that was the case, the next morning the house would’ve been covered in skank doo and blood from girls clawing at each others anuses to prevent one another from dropping the ‘deuce of love.’
Why hasn’t reality TV surmounted this pinnacle?