Five year olds shouldn’t be smokin’ the reefer. Or maybe they should just avoid the dentist.
After watching a commercial for “The Bachelor” where Mr. British Hunk has to pick one teary-eyed women to be with for the rest of his life, or at least until the appearances on “Good Morning America” are over, I got a brilliant idea.
They seem to make way too big of a deal out of picking one woman and leaving the other one in a mascara-smeared mess as she’s shipped off to parts unknown in a limo. I say, in the interest of fairness, Mr. British Hunk should be allowed to have BOTH women. Yes, I’m proposing…”The Bachelor: Utah.”
I think this is a great idea, and I plan to pitch my idea to ABC immediately. I also plan to make a lot of money off this. I’ll be sure to share it with all of you, assuming I remember all of you little people when I’m off in Hollywood.