With tonight's Fantasy Factory finale just a few hours away, we've been taking some quiet time to reflect on all the laughs, thrills and 'say what?'s from Season 2. Like, rememba when Chanel almost beat Steve Berra in a girl vs. boy rap battle? The guys were so impressed! And it wasn't just a fluke -- Chanel's got real skillz. In fact, our cameras caught her just a few weeks ago freestylin' about what it's like to always work the dude shift. Check it:
Speaking of Chanel's job at the Factory ... take a look at this video of Rob grading her performance as a receptionist. The good news? She's got perfect attendance.
Not exactly a glowing review, but it sounds like Chanel's set for life if she and Ryan Sheckler are planning on makin' some babies. So, are they really? After the jump, hear Chanel clear up any recent rumors about sk8r boi crushes and her lack of office productivity.
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Although she came out strong tonight,
Chanel ultimately lost the rap battle to
Steve "The Show-Off" Berra, who took the title in a tiebreaker after their neck and neck freestyles led to a winner-takes-all game of Beirut. But since we're not sure what beer pong has to do with the ability to rhyme under pressure, we thought we'd give you guys a chance to settle this high stakes score once and for all.
Think Chanel had the sickest rhymes tonight? Or did Steve surprise you with his freakishly tight freestyle? Watch the rap battle one more time then take the poll and tell us who's the hottest MC.
When you've got a factory full of crazy clothes, life-size cartoon mini-me's and regulation jockey jerseys silks, throwing together a last-min Halloween costume is no big deal. But even if you're not a hoarder, there's still hope for your All Hallow's Eve! Hear what equestrian-slash-one-hit wonder Rob Dyrdek recommends for kids lookin' to go all out plus give Chanel a gold star for her Kanye West-inspired idea!
We already knew that Fantasy Factory's rapping receptionist Chanel was a musical genius, but we weren't quite sure she could pull off her rhyming prowess on the spot ... which is why we recently paid a surprise visit to the office with a request for some freestylin'!
Check out Chanel in the video below as she explains how her writing and rapping got started and spits some mean verses jus' for the ladies. Plus: after the jump, watch Rob show off his own musical skills with a badass drum solo courtesy of Travis Barker's equipment. (Side note: Is there anything Dyrdek can't do?)
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Rob might've been joking when he "accidentally" confused his rapping receptionist for the fair-haired she-mannequin, but we can't help but note the resemblances. After all, both girls are sensitive blonde beauties who enjoy wearing purple, smile at Rob's jokes and never, ever talk back.
+ Think we're crazy? Or did Rob go out and purchase a wildly inappropriate sex doll female crash-test dummy who just HAPPENS to look like the hired help? Take the poll and tell us whether Chanel and Tina the Testie are long-lost twinsies.
We loved seeing John Mayer swing by the Factory tonight. In fact, we liked it so much we're pretty sure he needs to start hanging around full-time. Below, the top five reasons we think Mayer should give up the Grammy's -- and become Rob Dyrdek's next mini-mogul.
Reason #5. A foam pit heals all wounds. *(Except concussions).
Reason #4. Mellow pop rock and fart jokes go together like Taylor and Kanye.
Reason #3. The public has a right to know John Mayer's spirit animal.
Reason #2. It's about time the Fantasy Factory went green.
Reason #1. Mayer's the only man alive who can tell Chanel her "body is a wonderland" ... without getting slapped.
Rob Dyrdek's mom knows her son isn't perfect. And when he (occasionally) screws up, she has no prob telling him how disappointed she is in him, as well as his partner-in-crime, John Mayer. Yep, that's right, Mayer -- the same dude who claims he never high-fived Kristin Cavallari with his johnson -- is hitting up the Fantasy Factory this week. He and Rob will be working on a brand-new collabo to help restore Dyrdek's good name. That is, if poor Johnny can first survive a 'lil tongue lashing from Mrs. D...
+ Tune in tomorrow night at 9pm to watch John Mayer get schooled by Chanel and scolded by Rob's mom. Ah, to be a celebrity ...
Now that you've seen some of the Fantasy Factory's new toys (and we're not just talkin' about Rob's creepy Real Doll sexy new test dummy, Tina) we thought we'd hit you with this behind-the-scenes footage from the Season Two photo shoot. So who's the best poser in the FF gang? Well, let's just say brainpower has nothin' to do with it. Watch as Rob, Chanel and, yes, even Beefy/Meaty rock it while poor, gifted Drama has trouble moving beyond the stare-straight-ahead-without-smiling pose.
Okay, fine, so Chanel didn't quite hit the three-digit mark on her mandatory IQ test. But as far as we're concerned, that doesn't prove a thing. Here's the deal: maybe Big Cat really IS a smartie pants. And maybe Drama really is incredibly gifted marginally above average. But we're thinking Rob probably just got lazy in there and started doodling all over his test sheet, and Chanel? Well, she's a whole different story.
The bleached blonde hair, the high-pitched little girl voice, the bubbly personality, the propensity for jumping up and down. Is Chanel really that clueless? Or is she, in fact, a sly opportunist, who's taken a misogynistic stereotype (that of the dumb blonde) and used it to her utmost strategic -- and self-promotional -- advantage?
We've always been a sucker for a good conspiracy theory, so tell us whether you think CC's reading at a fourth grade level -- or just playing us all for a fool.
Whether you watch Fantasy Factory for the expensive toys, the ridiculous stunts or the banter between Rob Dyrdek and his mini-mogul, we can all agree on one thing: the show needs more Chanel. Sadly, Rob's rappin' receptionist only made a brief cameo on tonight's episode, so we thought we'd do you a fave by passing on these shots from the Season Two cast flipbook. Check 'em out, then send Rob an angry letter for making that poor girl hide behind a desk all day. (And yes, we KNOW that's her job.)
