The Hills Season Finale:
We waited all these frickin’ seasons for a lame, half-hearted, awkward, civil Lauren/Heidi reconciliation? No! So did they make up? Are they gonna be friends again? Um, I don’t think so. Did they claw each other’s eyes out? No, they hugged in silence a lot. Did they to hint to re-BFF-ing soon? Heidi did, Lauren said “it’s not fair” meaning “deal with it, implants.” Wow. Thanks, guys. And I thought you liked making your show juicy-?
Heidi and Spencer almost legalized their marriage (where Spencer had no middle name – Fake! Liar! Imposter!) but Spencer’s conscience actually kicked in and he let Heidi back out and drag it out for a few more years. Yes, that’s being a good guy in Speidi-language. At least we can still consider them married whenever they vacation in Mexico.
On to Audrina and her dream-stoner, Justin Bobby; scenes I’ll Close the Door and This is Like an Outside Dark-Night Picnic Situation We Got Here:
Justin drove Audrina to some undisclosed getaway (meaning the producer’s summer home), not embarrassed in the least that he looked like a tiny toddler on a big-person bike, sparkly helmet and all. He gave her a ring that he seemed to like wearing more to the point she’d have to ask to have it back.
Their -totally riveting- conversations went something like this…
JB: You’re a rare breed.
Audrina: You’re a rare breed.
JB: I have you all to myself.
Audrina: And I have you all to myself.
JB:You’ll be sorry.
Audrina: No, you’ll be sorry. *Audrina thinks to self “I wish I had an original thought!”*
Let me Introduce
Momma’s Boys
This is a show about 3 guys looking for love and their Mommas joining them in the decision and finding them the perfect girl. Huh. That really didn’t take as much explaining as NBC thinks.
The way to send girls home or let them stay is sent by text and if they’re undecided the girls get a message that says “meet at the pool” Oh… Confusing. I know this show’s purpose is hard to grasp but hang in there – Mommas are helping their sons pick girlfriends. Got it? That’s alright. I’ll tell you again in a little bit.
So Megan Albertus (the girl that said Ooh! You’re warm! Yep, her.) was one of the girls texted to “meet at the pool” (texting is this nifty thing cellular phones do, by the way) and Jojo Bojanowski asked her to stay so he could get to know her better. The other girls cheered. She shook, cried, and stood in front of them quivering. She finally said she wanted to give girl#2 a chance to get to know them and would like to bow out of the competition but that it was very nice, she appreciated it. Jojo hugged her and told her he wanted her to stay. She blubbered and squeaked and turned him down again. Girl#2; who would already be headed home right now, is standing behind shaky Megan uncomfortably. Megan makes some lame speech about them being nice but still wanting to leave and courageously exits stage left. Girl#2 asks “Am I welcome here or do you still want me to leave?” They all shrug and walk off.
??? Exactly! That is how this show works. Sure, it’s about Mommas helping their sons find love, since obviously their Mommas can pick better women for them, but the show is completely disorganized and lacking rules nonetheless.
Mimi
Welcome to “First He Was a Hamster, Now He’s a Guinea Pig!”
December 2, 2008 — MimiMonday in a Flash: A pair of exes got lucky and C and B found their twins on Gossip Girl, some old folks grossed me out and maybe I fell asleep during Privileged, LC and Audrina fake-made-up but nobody cared about that argument anyway (she realized that after about 5,000 “no”s from both ends they had to have been telling the truth since her brain froze), and the devil pretended to care about his Nana, on The Hills.
In Other Stupid Hills-spinoff News:
Bromance?! So Brody’s getting his own show, too? I didn’t think he rolled like that but, um, okay. The next installments will be The True Pick-Up Stoner, featuring your one-and-only yoga-performing space-cowboy Justin Bobby, Let’s Watch Frankie Pick Lint Off His Dog, and First He Was a Hamster, Now He’s a Guinea Pig, which is something like Are You Smarter Than a Fifth Grader? Too bad even the dumbest fetuses are smarter than Simpleton Pratt.
Mimi