The Chef

GGW's Joe Francis and Florida town: up in arms
Like many people, I’ve done my fare share of late night party favors which, although they’ve kept me up ’til 4 a.m., they’ve never blinded me. Seeing enough “Girls Gone Wild” infomercials, I’m able to identify a good set of Lewinskys when I see them. There’s nothing worse in the world then a really fat, disgusting chick who thinks she’s hot because she drank four cosmos and a shot of Jager. These girls didn’t get arrested because they were showing off their merchandise. They were arrested because they are down right disgusting! Serves ’em right. I mean, you’re sitting there having a good time with your buddies and out pops ‘Thelma and Louise’ from Contestant #4. Who does this stuff? Apparently, seven girls who all look like they go home, crank The Crow soundtrack while slashing lines into their skin with a razor blade. I mean, are we serious here? For crying out loud, the GGW motor coach shows up, and the only talent they could find were Satan’s Seven Sisters? Wow. Okay, maybe, just maybe, I want to see # 2’s neeners. But that’s it!