Bandana-clad Bret Michaels starts out by picking out four girls, faking them out like heâ€™s going to send them home. Instead, he chooses them to be his V.I.P.s, or Venereal-Inducing P******s!
He has sworn to find â€œloveâ€? this time, so he has enlisted a harem of strippers and trannies to be his conquests. Whatever floats your boat, Bret! If I were him, I would have taken one look at Catherine and her feathered hair and said, â€œWinner!â€? and the show would be over! That cougar rocks my socks.