My girl, Megan, first turned me on to the guilty pleasure of watching Flava of Love, with the first season. We chatted about it at work - a lot. However, that was after we finished all our stories, interviews, briefs, etc. . . (for the editors reading this post - smile).

For those who haven't been lucky enough to see this phenom, it's a dating show similar to the bachelor ones, with an eligible Flavor Flav hanging out at his mansion with 20 Mrs. Flava Flav candidates.

The girls bicker, do foolish challenges and generally make complete fools of themselves to compete for Flava's love. Flav has done this twice already, but both of the love connections crumbled.

I know - I was shocked, too.

This time, Flava said he picked "classier" group of finalists because he is looking for a soulmate.

Right. . .

Some of the classiness includes, but is not limited to:

- a toothless set of twins who want to have a threesome with Flav (affectionately nicknamed Thing 1 & Thing 2)

- a valley girl who was voted on the show by Internet voters and voted off on the first show;

- a loud-mouth ghetto girl who tried to start a fist fight on the first show (wait, there's one of these every season);

- a mother of three who had to leave the show because her electricity was getting ready to get cut off;

- a woman's who backside measurements should land her in the Guiness Book of World Records;

- and more 'classy' candidates who will do just about anything to be Flava's "Boo."

From the first episode, these girls make it clear they are fighting for Flava's affections and a position on his arm.

I know, you wish you were, too.

We all do.

Here's the schedule for "Flava of Love, 3."

Enjoy.