That title makes about as much sense as having Snooki on the cover of Rolling Stone. But, we live in a crazy, tiger blood* world. Things don’t make sense.
Don’t get me wrong, I like this cover. I do. Except I think they got the angle wrong. It should look like this:
America’s love affair with Snooki. Strange Love indeed.
*This will be my last reference to Charlie Sheen. I’m sick of it. I’ve Sheen it all. I’m done. He should be Sheen and not heard. The only reason I would keep talking about Sheen is because I keep NAILING all these Sheen puns.