Giving in to the advertising blitz was inevitable: Gawker, MySpace and Netflix tear-offs?
But I was struck, struck! with something-- two of these "geeks" from (ASHTON KUTCHER'S! OMG!) Beauty and the Geek are clearly bone-able and have no business being on such a trivial, dittly show. That I totally planned on watching weeks in advance. With excitement.
First, and most importantly (the object of my sad, sad cyberstalking), is Nate. Here's his MySpace profile. We'll come to that in a second.
Exposed! A photo montage, proof that virginal geeks were not the only ones sought to be on this show--oh no! Producers, casters (ASHTON KUTCHER??!?! OMG!!) sought out a couple of SEXYGEEKS, geeks that, in the right place, in the the right circumstances would be getting PUHlenty of sweet ass if they so desired. And they could still talk about their StarWars Tribute Band or advanced calculus or whatever. Because the girls I watched the show with would SO HIT THIS.
And so. would. I: