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So, when they were on Daisy of Love, I thought maybe the Swedish Triplets were just hungry after a long day of shooting. But, apparently they just NOM all the time. Look at all that pizza! I want the metabolism of a Swedish Triplet!

Yes, it’s another Swedish Triplets post. But hey, when 6 out of the top 10 searches on my site have to do with these ever so hungry, teacup rockers from Daisy of Love, I know which way the wind blows! RadarOnline is reporting that the triplets were recently at an estate in Bel-Air shooting a video with Lady GaGa. Lady GaGa chose them to make out with her for the video for her single “Paparazzi.” Lady GaGa’s boyfriend reportedly arrived late, got a little bit of the green-eyed monster, and yelled at the triplets:

“You guys are a bunch of fags.  Are you happy now?  Did you get what you want?”

Nobody talks to our triplets like that! I bet that made them go on an eating binge the likes of which Bel-Air has never seen! And is it just me or is it a bit surprising that Lady GaGa (who gets big love from the gays) would have such an asshat for a boyfriend?

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I had my biggest traffic day ever yesterday. Why? I think it’s those freakin teacup rockers, the Swedish Triplets from Daisy of Love!

Yes, I know they can barely put a coherent, understandable sentence together (although I understood them fine, Daisy didn’t seem to). The VH1 budget probably couldn’t support their locust-like eating style. Or maybe they were worried Dropout or Toolbox would get horny and confused one night and attack them.

Whatever it was, they kicked the Triplets, 84, 85, and 86 to the curb. But they really should have kept them around just for eye candy and more funny eating videos (uncooked hotdogs in salsa. really?).

At the very least, I think VH1 should bring them back for their own show. Swedish Smorgasboard of Love? I’m sure they can find plenty of hos willing to bang all three of them since apparently they eat, sleep, and shit together.

Daisy of Love premieres tonight at 9pm ET on VH1 but if you don’t feel like waiting or if you happen to be recuperating from a strip mall bar crawl and can’t quite move yet, the full episode is up on the VH1 site. I’m only a few minutes in and some dude said:

Yams getting a little tingly.

Do wut? I’m sure his yams stop tingling when Riki Rachtman steps out of the limo. Is it sad that I was just about to type boner-kill and then the dude freakin said that very thing. When they go into the house, there’s a stage set up and Daisy and a bunch of backup dancers prance around while Daisy lipsyncs a shiteous song.

Yam Dude is “pitching a tent.” Hey, thanks for sharing! The boys settle in with the smart ones grabbing the best bedrooms while the rest head straight for the beer.

The Swedish triplets gets a case of the NOMs and raid the fridge.

Purple mohawk commits a party foul by saying the only thing they need is some bitches, yo. Oops. Shouldn’t be thinking about other “bitches” when you’re supposed to be here for Daisy! Here comes the naming ceremony. All these VH1 shows make the people take ridiculous nicknames.

Flipper is wearing a man thong. Daisy likes how London the rocker looks. I don’t think Daisy is feeling the Swedish triplets 84, 85, and 86. She can’t understand them! Oh, look it’s Nikki Sixx. No, it’s just Sinister, who seems less sinister when he’s wooting about being named Sinister.

Up next is Yam guy. Daisy must be blind because she thinks he looks like Bret Michaels. She names him Weasel.

She zips through the next ones. Torch cus he has rainbow brite hair. Dropout who is taking a break from college. Note to Dropout: Do not dance like that EVER again. Professor is the high school teacher. Flex has big guns. ChiChi reminds me of Shamwow Vince. Purple mohawk is Toolbox the exotic dancer. Brooklyn seems sweet but they whiz right through him. Cable Guy is you guessed it – a cable guy. Big Rig is a trucker. 6 Gauge sucks up to Daisy and Riki. We learn he has a six guage Prince Albert – yikes.

Fox looks like a male hairdresser. Cage has a tattoo on his face and Fight or Die tattooed on his neck, yet laments that’s all everyone ever notices about him. 12 Pack is acting all weird.

Hmm Dropout’s got his eye on the triplets.Watch out little triplet – don’t let any of them slip you a roofie!

Fox makes out with Daisy. Sinister rats out Toolbox for his bitches comment. Torch must have come in on the short bus because Daisy tries to talk to him and he just gives her an odd stare. Brooklyn to the rescue. Torch finally opens up and says:

Throw a coke bottle at my head and REOOOWRRR!

Roo? Flipper’s feeling left out so he climbs up a scaffolding and does a back flip into the pool. Which does get Daisy’s attention (but could have gotten him paralyzed if he failed). London barfs in the bathroom sink – how punk! Daisy misunderstands when Dropout says his name is Tristan and she calls him Triscuit! Daisy gets some alone time with the triplets but finds out there is no such thing. They are a package deal.

Daisy has to eliminate some. The Triplets are first to go. Daisy says, “Sharing them? Eww!” but why do I feel like her feigned disgust is all an act! Weasel passes out and the guys write on his face. They go to real elimination and he doesn’t even realize he has marker on his face. Dropout gets kicked out. As he does his exit speech and makes goofy dance music noises, I realize that was probably a good decision on her part. Torch, London, and Weasel are freaking because only one pass is left. Weasel calls himself a hot mess and now I’m sort of hoping he gets to stick around for the funny zingers.

I totally zoned out from douche overload, but London and Weasel are safe. Torch gets the boot – hard to have a relationship if he can’t even speak!

Daisy of Love starts in one week and I finally got around to watching the Daisy of Love supertrailer. OMG what a trainwreck. But, definately a very watchable trainwreck. There’s nothing more amusing than watching a bunch of guys strut and preen for a skanky looking chick, while they profess how they are falling in love. Riiiiiight. They just want to say they banged Oscar De La Hoya’s niece.

Judging by the super trailer, the Swedish triplets don’t last long. They’re barely in the trailer at all and many of the challenges look physical, which considering they look pint-sized and fragile, they probably don’t excel at. It also doesn’t seem to help that Daisy can’t understand a word they are saying. Enjoy this clip where we learn where their nicknames 84, 85, and 86 come from. And yes, that’s Riki Rachtman. He’s helping Daisy pick out the guys.

Which douchebag sacrificed his dignity for this:

I found more info on the Swedish triplets Kelii, Rock, and Izzy Landeberg (otherwise known as Daisy of Love contestants 84, 85, and 86) on the Santa Monica College web site. I have no clue which is which. I’m sure someone out there can tell just by the number of hair spikes or something.

This appears to be their myspace and this is their band Snake of Eden’s myspace. Here’s a video of them too.

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