The thing about the Girls Gone Wild dude that makes me laugh and laugh is the pure arrogance he's soaking in by living in his little bubble. He actually thinks he can call up an LA Times reporter, call her a whore, and think he's in any way intimidating her.
And he's so unbelievably stupid that he calls her editor with his bullshit "she's in love with me" story, which just proves her entire impression of him to be truth. Hence the article getting printed.
There's vindication, there, and if I may laugh smugly in his direction, sweetie, you're out-of-your-league in the world of non-scumbag people. It just doesn't work outside of 17-year-old drunk girls with low self-worth.
I mean, it's a tribute to his own stupidity to think that because he can manipulate, abuse, and intimidate drunk teenagers, he can do the same thing to a reporter at a major newspaper, simply because she's female.
She just crushes him. It's fabulous.