Bret Michaels: Love Eludes the Rockin' Romeo

Bret Michaels, the front-man for Poison, was once a groupie magnet of gargantuan proportions. His intimidating list of sexual conquests must rival that of the legendary loins of studly stars like Bob Crane, Rock Hudson and Liberace.

I can only imagine the line of luscious ladies outside his dressing room door. Like a Pez dispenser, one pops up right after the other is picked out...and sometimes they jam, enabling the use of two or more at once!

The downfall of this once chiseled crooner is there for all to see on his reality show Rock of Love.

The premise:

Bret Michaels tries to find his true love among several fine young ladies that supposedly desire a steady and committed relationship with the lovelorned rocker.

The fact that Bret Michaels needed this show to find true love saddens me and I could not bring myself to watch the first season of Rock of Love. You may have noticed that I said first season. Yes, there was not only a second season but airing now is a third season!

Poor Bret Michaels has been jaded not once but twice by his choice for a blissful life of love! Brett's desperate search for his soul-mate has been dashed by these succubine sirens. Oh how the mighty have fallen and I cannot bear to watch the pathetic downward spiral of the broken-hearted Michaels!

How embarrassed he must be, yet he still pines for this slippery Cinderella. His determination is tremendous. With this stoic steadfastness, Bret just may find his true love one day. I just wonder how many seasons of this embarrassment it will take to achieve this. For the sake of Bret (and the rest of the country) I hope it is not too many!