Not Getting a Case of the Twillies

Update!

On last week’s Bachelorette, DeAnna sent both pudgy chef-boy and Fred the Lawyer packing. I think she just wants to see how many roses she can keep. Fred took the news rather well but Robert was hammered during the Limo Confessional and Final Thoughts, not to mention he cried. Way to keep a shred of integrity. DeAnna gave Graham another chance to be nice; since while he is distant and uninterested he’s the only one she’s physically attracted to so far. That meant Brian went home. I think it was since he wrote a meaningless song titled ‘House of my Pain’. *yack*

This week, the self-admitted redneck and Twilly got the boot, and Kathy-Lee felt like she just had to add on her ‘segment of show’ that he was a family friend and she changed his diaper. No, she didn’t specify it was when he was baby. Ha. Jab!

The final four are Jesse, Graham, the daddy, and Jeremy Stalkerman. Surprise, surprise. I predict Stalkerman will pop very soon and go on a nutso killing-spree but I’m not betting any money on it right now.

On last week’s episode of The Mole, Bobby admitted to being bad at running, walking, sitting up straight, strenuous breathing, spying, crawling and, obviously, eating. He had one of the girls pushing him around in a wheelbarrow and when he realized he was useless in the challenge, he waited in the wheelbarrow swinging his feet like a toddler. Needless to say, Bobby was not the Mole and was sent home this week, after being told he needed to eat. 

On the premiere of the Stupid Circus show, we got to meet three stereotypical judges, after hiding our eyes from professional camera-hog Joey Fatone; Paula/Carrie-Ann (mrrow), Len (Gaylord), and the fruity-maybe-Italian some-sort-of-European-or-is-that-a-fake-accent? role of Bruno. How…Average. Sorry, gang, but I promptly stopped watching.

Mimi