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  • notwithoutmyTV

    “Zombies rule Belgium!”

  • melange

    Agreed with above comments – this episode was incredibly boring and felt even more contrived than usual. I hate mimes so I completely ignored that part. The only interesting bit, sadly, was the segment with Marquel on racism.

    I haven’t read any spoilers – screw Reality Steve – but I think Andi’s final four will be Josh, Nick, Marcus and Chris. The next Bachelor will come out of that bunch. Brian, Cody, Dylan, and JJ are just red herrings at this point.

    Brian in the kitchen was just awful. Clearly he’s used to his mama always cooking for him, and will expect his breeder wife to do the same while he’s camped out watching the game on the teevee. It may not seem like a big deal to eat out all the time when you’re busy working, single, and living in a city that caters to that lifestyle. It becomes a problem once you’re a couple and want to eat at home more often… only to find that neither of you can cook, and your partner thinks that you should do all the work!

  • itchy

    I figured it out! It’s been bothering me all season! Who is this Cody tool and why is he on the show!

    Simple! He’s Zippy the Pinhead! Classic!

    Man, just when you thought Bill Griffith had completely mined the reality of absurdism, he takes it to an entirely new level!

    Whew!. Man, I’m glad I got that out of my system. I need a beer.

  • Josue85

    This was without a doubt one of the most boring episodes of the bachelorette (and that’s saying something for this show). The dates were a snore, the conversations were banal and trite. You could just see the producers handy work trying to mold drama out of nothing. The only good thing to come out of this episode was this recap!

  • notwithoutmyTV


    That’s just the franchise admitting to us and to itself that it’s both pointless and annoying, so why not be as pointless and annoying as it can possibly be… and bring in some French mimes.

    Pretty soon, they’ll just have a group date where everybody drunkenly sings that 1-800-Kars for Kids radio jingle nonstop, until they throw up and then pass out.