I didn’t think Sci-Fi had the guts. Yes, there were naked women at the finish of the extreme strip poker game, namely Maria Kanellis who was topless and bottomless. Candice Michelle also showed the digitally blurred goods, and of course our girl Kelly spent a good part of the show with only her delicate young hands covering her ripe, nubile…where was I?

Finally we got to hear that musical voice of Trinity, I tell you there’s nothing like hearing a Brooklyn girl speak, it’s like a heavenly choir…of character actors from taxi. I kid; it’s just that I’m from Jersey, where we learn to talk right.

Did anyone else notice the way Ashley Massaro’s face lit up when Candice or Kelly stripped? It’s the same look I have when I’m at the Brunch Buffet at the Atrium. I’m not the kind of guy to out someone, but Paul is:

“Let’s just say she likes her ladies fingers, but you don’t want to know where!”

Thanks Paul. Anyway, the big winner here was anyone who couldn’t afford the cover for Lace, and Sci-Fi’s ratings of course. The loser, me after Trinity flexed her chest and made me realize a) I don’t work out enough, b) I may have a bad heart and c) weird things turn me on.

“Honey, we all knew that!”

That’s enough Paul.