TV Review: Tila Tequila's A Shot at Love

When I started watching Tila Tequila's dating show I was intrigued by the fact that she was going to introduce a bisexual element. Sure, it is not exactly groundbreaking to put gay or bisexual themes into TV shows any more, I thought it might be something different though and so I made the mistake of wasting my time watching it.

I became more and more disillusioned as the show progressed. This upset was more with Tila than anything or anyone else. She says she has had a past filled with drugs and gang-banging and her only money-making talent so far is getting naked (her singing ability is less than star quality to my ear), but I can overlook that. It was her attitude toward her suitors, the degrading things she made them do, and her cue-card delivery that turned me off.

The contestants were pretty much what you would expect on such shows. They were eager to please, but I was not sure how many of them were really that interested in ending up with Tila and how many just wanted to get their 15 minutes of fame in whatever way they could.

I know that these shows milk a lot of humor out of making fools of the contestants and this one was no different. I do think that Tila broke new ground in just how low she made them crawl though. Okay, maybe it would be more realistic to say that she allowed them to make bigger asses out of themselves than most shows do. Is there a line somewhere that good taste will just not let you cross? If so, how do you know when you get to that line? When is the masochistic groveling of these contestants no longer interesting? For me that moment came with the penis-eating challenge. At least that was the defining event of many memorable moments on Tila's show.

In said challenge the contestants had to eat some cooked penises. As an aside, those penises were said to be beef but, having grown up on a farm, I kinda doubt it. I mean those weenies were only like eight-inches long and no bull I have ever seen was so meagerly endowed. Not that I ever did any close up inspections, but you can be standing on the other side of a pasture and see what Mr. Bull is packing and whatever those contestants were eating was not that. What they were eating looked more dog-sized to me.

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