Let me begin with this statement: Bachelorette, I'm hooked on you. It's a sick obsession that needs to be remedied immediately. But. I. can't. quit. you.
However, I would like to list the many annoyances that were found in last night's Bachelorette episode because I have nothing else to do right now.
1. The unending improper grammar of all parties involved. "Him and I." "Her and I". For. the. love. ABC, can we get a grammar specialist to the set STAT?
2. The relentless play on words. Last night crossed the line. "I think I can, I think I can, get a rose tonight." Please tell me these guys are being fed these lines. And that they get a wad of $20s after they've successfully completed the task. At least they kept this episode on the ground. I don't know what I would have done if they "soared to new heights" again this week. Frankly, I was starting to get a little concerned for their health. Doesn't the oxygen level get thin the higher you go?
3. Wes. And anything he said or did. I really just want to do this to him.
4. Bless his heart. Jake's SUPER DUPER nice attitude. Does the kid HAVE a flaw?
5. Tanner P's foot obsession. It had gotten out. of. control. And thankfully, he was booted.
And bonus: The "ice" furniture.
And that is all I will say about that.
This is amazing. I had no idea that you could vote on such a thing. Apparently, E! gave fans an opportunity to vote to ban the mention of Spencer and Heidi Pratt from their channel, barring anything major like death or dismemberment. Can we enable voting for more stuff like this? Like ED commercials and the ShamWow guy?
And lastly, I kept telling myself that I wasn't going to blog about Jon and Kate. And I'm really not. After my mom and I had commented all we could on the matter last night over the phone, I resigned that I would no longer comment on their personal life. Reality television or not, they are real people and they deserve to be treated with the same respect as I would expect myself to be treated with in any other situation (See: The Golden Rule).
This post and this post put my feelings in word form so much better than I ever could, so I'll just let you go read those.
I'm not going to point fingers or place blame because frankly, that's not what Christ did to me. He looked at me in all my dirtiness that the paparazzi of the sinful nature displayed and said, "You're forgiven. Slate wiped clean. Go and live for me."
And that's just what I'll do.