Then, the South Carolina primary over, they dropped him like a hot brick.
Void City followed, save a badly framed YouTuber with Dan Rather (who was the more desperate?), until Adam's fabled Anonymous Hotline pitched him the "So Gay" story that was only a story until the real media got the same Freedom of Information Act info he did and discovered it was about $4942.50 out of a buzillion dollar state budget. They dropped him life a hot brick, too.
So it's easy to understand his faint nostalgia for reality show stars. They last even longer than The Palmetto Scoop in the public consciousness.
All that's left is playing the Public Access version of FITS News:
When I was younger, I thought it would be the greatest thing ever to be on MTV’s The Real World. That is until I realized that the life of a former-reality TV star looks unbearably depressing.
It’s that whole “my best days are behind me thing.” Kind of like Rob Deboer spending the last decade-plus running around talking about the glory days of the early 1990s.
...Anyway, part of me still wants to be on the show because a few months of non-stop partying with three to fours hot female roommates while completely ignoring reality would be pretty awesome. And I guess now is my chance.
What I’m getting at here is that Pjetraj could be the third Miss Teen South Carolina to vault on to major fame. Now, if only my charm, wit, and boyish good looks would ever be enough for her.
...Also weighing in on something water related? Me with tales of my unrequited love for super-hottie Natalie Coughlin, who has been tearing up Olympic swimming for the past four days. Not only is she smoking-hot, but she’s a great American. Jackpot!There's more, but we are feeling seriously queasy.
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