Flavor of Love: The Ho Bowl/And The Love Goes On
Flavor Flav makes me ashamed to be a Negro.
Finally, I can flush the collective turd that is the man, the pimp and the series. "Flavor of Love" had better stay down, too. I don’t even want that little annoying piece that keeps coming back. I am purifying my DVR of all Flavor-Valdez Corp. products and services. In the meantime, let’s have one last dance with the big piece of chicken and his potato wedges.
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