NBC, I am not happy with you.
How dare you cancel my guilty pleasure? Don't you know that these are my girlfriends? Only in my dreams, I know, but imagination is important too.
What am I going to do without my weekly dose of eye candy, including a cute and often shirtless 27 year old?
How can I go on without knowing what happens to my 80's crush turned billionaire?
I guess the 45 year old whose washboard abs are hidden behind 20 years of desk job will just have to do. Life ain't so bad.
(and no, no pictures of the in-house shirtless wonder to be posted... we all want this blog to stay alive, don't we?)
(photos from Google images)