Meet Mandy Lynn

The girl pictured at the right is Mandy Lynn, Playboy model and Hollywood up-and-comer. Some of you may have seen her on MySpace as well, where she's a self-promoting machine; plus, her bikini clad profile pics make nice "Top 8 eye candy" for lonely men who like to showcase attractive women on their profiles in a vain attempt to impress people. ("See?? I told you I have a social life! Look at all of my MySpace hotties!") Of course, Mandy is... uh, on my friends list too... but that's different. I'm not sure how it's different, but it is. I openly talk about my lack of a social life, so I'm not fooling ANYBODY.

The thing is, I agreed to interview this woman and I have absolutely no idea of what to talk to her about. I'm also worried that interviewing her will turn into another Melissa Midwest situation, where horny, moronic guys start bombarding me with laughably bad love letters, thinking my e-mail address is a direct link to Mandy;

"hey mandee jes wanted to say ur hot gurl!!111 i'm 6 feet 5 in with rok hard abzz well holla back sumtime sweetee xoxoxoxo"

Actually, the previous example is a slight exaggeration--most of the e-mail I get in that vein isn't quite that charming or well-written. I swear to God, if all guys are as pathetic as the dudes who mistakenly send me love missives, it's hard to believe that 85% of the female population aren't lesbians...