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Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Really?

Somehow my DVR didn’t record and I missed the first 11 minutes of last night’s show. The first 11 minutes! I was freaking out. My son said, “Geez, mom. It’s just 11 minutes. I’m sure you didn’t miss much.”

Really?! Didn’t miss much? I missed the shirtless workout and the shower scene! Are you kidding me? (Thankfully I also missed about four minutes of One-armed-Sarah talking about… her one arm. Again. So I’m willing to call it even.)

Speaking of Sarah… Really? He takes the one-armed girl on the danger date? Falling off a building? I don’t get it. I freely admit it. I’m…. stumped.



After sharing her zip line story (and more about her one arm), we learn of her father’s (fill in the blank) advice… apparently all she needs to do is find a man who is "strong" and "comforting" and all her problems will be solved. Really?

"I do consider myself a man,” says Sean. Well thank goodness for that. Let’s hear it for Sean, everybody! But is he the man for her? "I'm falling in love with Sean," she professes.  (Everybody now: REALLY?!)

Ah, the group date. It was just dumb. Can I just say that at this point everyone practically looks the same to me? I swear I’ve never seen half of them. I’m getting them all confused. There’s the mean one with the dent in her forehead, the manly model, the one whose eyes are rather close together, three blonds that could be triplets, Kacie B. and her annoying cackle laugh (and as my friend, Nancy, said, “She seems to have forgotten her underwear and hairbrush this trip."), and the frizz head who went home.


Then there’s the Joke date. Really? I mean, why her? I feel like I missed something. The best part of the date was Sean and Chris. “I’m such a bad person,” agonizes Sean. “Yeah, this is pretty messed up,” says an almost gleeful Chris. It could have been much worse. It should have been much worse! I wanted her to cry or panic! But she just smiles! Really?

At the Rose Ceremony, we see Amanda (have we seen her before?) in the worst shade of yellow I’ve ever seen, acting like some kind of Jekyll-Hyde weirdo ~ refusing to speak or acknowledge anyone until Sean talks to her, then it’s like someone flipped the crazy switch and she’s freakishly cheerful. Ew. At this point she bugs me more than Tiarra. She needs to go.

Annnnd the Race Card. Well, good for you, Back-flip-Robyn, for coming right out and asking him. But REALLY? Your last girlfriend was black? I don’t think I buy that for one moment. Not one moment!

So who’s left? I dunno. A few blonds. A smattering of brunettes, some cultural diversity (What! It’s true!), and a few more fascinating weeks of this oddly warped social experiment we can’t seem to get enough of. I can hardly wait until next time. Will the camera continue to zoom in on Sarah's stump? How many times will we see an oiled and shirtless Sean? Who's going to be the bigger villian ~ Amanda or Tiarra?

Until next time!

2 comments:

  1. Thank you once again for your in-depth perspective on this very important issue of our time.
    Who are all these girls???
    I'm not buying his colorful dating palate either!!

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  2. Lauging OUT LOUD as I read this!!!! :)

    Nancy C.

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