BachCapette Week Deux: Underwater Brotography

Hope you had a great Memorial Day weekend. I spent mine in Bend, Oregon – the place I think Reese Witherspoon had sex with the guitar dude in Wild, but then again you can drink beer in theaters in Oregon so maybe I was projecting. In any event, I sure drank some beer in Bend. Get out there sometime. It’s a fun place to freak out in the forest and just like when I played Oregon Trail in elementary school – didn’t get dysentery. Big win.

Chris Harrison sat down with Canada and her TWIN BIRD™ technology on some nice patio and asked some questions about how Bratzny was doing, but like all of us, she didn’t actually care. What I cared about were two things. The first was the shot of Chris Harrison drinking a giant mason jar of clear liquid with lemons. Sparking water? Maybe. If you know him like I wish he’d let me (Vegas, Chris? I’ll leave my job to be your CMO of whatever you do, bro), you know that was Everclear with lemons in it. Let’s be clear. Harrison was planning to make limoncello for a wicked end of summer party at his crib that is like EDC and Coachella mixed into one and chilled into a jello shot sprinkled with cocaine, but he just couldn’t wait. He drank half-baked limoncello, which for those of you non-amateur mixologists, is just extremely high proof grain alcohol with some lemon peels in it.

In other news, while Kaitlin is adorable and one of the first Bachelorettes on this show that is worth competing for, when she gets excited all her features seem to move in adorably opposite directions like some kind of animated chameleon.

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Speaking of Bratzny, they put her up at the Hyatt in Westlake Village (don’t spring for the Four Seasons a block away or anything) where I enjoyed many a bar mitzvah back in the day. The dude who clearly moved to Nashville to hide from the fact his hometown remembers him as the dude who won Most Likely To Say “Don’t Cry, Girl” To A Girl Who Put Him In The Friendzone in high school showed up to save Bratzny from crying about “coming home” to her mom. She’s an actress from LA. She’s in Westlake Village. Coming home is probably a 40 minute car ride to Venice.

Anyway, this creeper just reminds me of the animated protagonist of Paranoid Android by radiohead:

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Never seen a man so committed to wearing his dad’s pajamas in public. He’s still wearing the beanie they put on him when he was born. His top is down to his knees and you could shoot a basketball through the neck hole. His sweatpants look like he took a dump in them. They are perfect together. Can you imagine a couple that would make you feel better about your life than them when they are next to you at brunch and you aren’t sure if they rolled out of bed or got ready to roll back into it. Please make this segment end.

The dudes are getting ready to go on a date which involves boxing. If I remember anything about Thailand, someone is going to get waxed like a record.

They train in some abandoned infomercial set that some poor bastards from the valley had to lug punching bags up to. Oh Canada looked cute in her boxing gear and thank Harrison they didn’t make her box or act like she’s some secret fight club member. She just watched.

Captain America, the former football player, looked proficient and Creepin’ Hawke’s facial hair (and chest hair) seem to grow in different directions every time they cut to him.

Laila Ali rolled in and in addition to being great looking and the daughter of the greatest boxer of all time, she also was the most badass lady boxer of all time. She would maul any of these dudes and if this show cared about me at all (or listened to Chris Harrison), she’d have fought them all and taught the world a thing or two about equal pay across gender lines because those boys would be writing checks that their asses can’t cash.

Ung. Boxing is awesome.

LL Tool J was super into boxing, but moreso, get got mad thirsty looking at Laila Ali.

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Oh Canada noticed and basically he was cut from the team.

The boxing began and Captain America and surprisingly, Creepin’ Hawke were straight cold cocking dudes. It was all set up for an epic showdown where Cap told Creep “don’t go easy on me” – which was code for I’m going to hit you so hard your beard starts growing in normal.

And basically the fight went like this:

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Creepin’ Hawke caught a rabbit punch and went OUT like a contestant sneaking time with the Bachelorette. Knuckle Sandwiches. OMNOMNOMNOM.

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BELIEVE IT. Actually, homeboy is my favorite so far. He had a tough life without his mom, used that fuel to play football and seems like a pretty gentle dude other than the fact he can kill things with his fists.

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The night date is going well except for the dude in a seersucker blazer and white pants who apparently has a furniture and design company. Yeah. SeerYouSucker more like it. Dude, go back to the carnival and hand me my giant stuffed monkey when I throw a ring on a bottle cap. KNOW YOUR ROLE™.

Somehow on this date, Oh Canada made out with everyone and we found out Creepin’ Hawke was still alive. Win-win.

The 1:1 date was with Bill MMAHAAAARRRRHHHHR. I had forgotten his portrait of Chris Harrison riding a triceratops and while he stole that from my condo, I forgive him because it is art the world needed to see.

They head to a very swanky Hollywood Hills pad based on the stellar view of downtown. Then the world’s oddest eastern European entrepreneur rolled out in a wetsuit with a full photography unit and said the hottest trend in Los Angeles is underwater couples photography.

THANK YOU BACHELOR.

While there’s been no helicopters or repelling off cliffs, I can get down with a weird-ass Los Angeles trend I didn’t know existed. Imagine the terrifying parties that go on there? Coked-up couples showing up at all hours diving in full Gatsby regalia into a swimming pool filled with a Bond villain woman and her team of out-of-work scuba actors with nothing better to do than take pics like this:

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That’s good, I think? But imagine going into someone’s office and their underwater ballgown spread is framed up on the desk. I’m getting uncomfortable. I’m running.

By the end of this weird fever dream, they were making out and Bill Maarahrahrahr got a rose. Next. And let’s not go back there, kay?

Final date was with Amy Schumer who was hilarious, punking the hell out of everyone as they tried to write jokes. I don’t have a ton to offer because she nailed every joke I was thinking of, not the least of which was the toothpaste colored shirt Johnny Depp’s Willy Wonka had going on. I did legit think Amy and Kaitlyn would be friends as they said on the show, and it speaks well of both of them.

Comedians pretty much wrote the sets and none where that painful, except the one that was like passing kidney stones through both of my eyes in front of the entire women’s locker room at my high school. My wife just closed the browser.

Going Clear, who made no sense at all with all the entire episode, just went on stage and talked about how grateful he was for the opportunity and… Dude, I don’t know. I’m starting to think his mysterious black eye came from tripping on some of his own bullshit. One glass of wine in, he’s Cecily Strong on Weekend Update:

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Neville Dongbottom rolled up and just dogged Going Clear so hard he started eating off a bowl on the floor. He parlayed this later into a solid talk with Oh Canada that landed him the rose…

And turned him into a villain?

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And while the other guys didn’t like Dongbottom for PREMATURE PEACOCKING™ after one stupid rose before a single helicopter has debuted, LL Tool J took the taco with one of the more complicated whiskey-fueled rants I’ve seen.

He gets his one on one time with Katilyn and basically says something a lot of us have discussed, the lack of diversity on the show. He’s saying he’s there to fill a quota, and maybe he’s got a valid point, but he’s putting this on Kaitlyn, who can’t be on that. She’s Canadian. Their bacon is circular. They are color blind. I mean, look at how goofy their flag is? I want to crack it open and dump it on my pancakes.

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So, while I welcome a debate about why we haven’t had a more diverse set of challengers, or hell, a multicultural bachelor or something, I doubt Kaitlyn is that way. Plus, LL Tool J was drunk.

The minute she said it wasn’t working out, he was basically an Usher song about stripping. Not one reason to stay but she was hot. And then, when he had his goodbye testimonial – he tripped enough balls that we didn’t get a rose ceremony.

This season is going to be great. I hate the beginning, it’s too much getting to know everyone. I know that comedians are a good thing on this show. I know the race issue is an issue but maybe not in this case (or the producers did a good job faking the story), and Dongbottom is so pissed he was in Gryffindor he’s trying to be in Slytherin.

Let’s not TBC next week. I feel like I’m jetlagged. Also, fuck. Helicopter.

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BachCapette 1: Short, Late, but Probably Great

Dusted off the blog from my brief slumber in my executive waterbed. Deleted a bunch of comments. Cleaned house. And then had travel to LA and NYC for work. While none of this is your problem, my life in 2015 is a lot different than in 2008 when this blog started. I’m a lot taller now and well, I work a lot harder (sorry 2008 employer).

I tried to watch the episode tucked away at the Sunset Marquis, but turns out I wanted to be in Los Angeles more. I tried to watch it in the East Village, but turns out I had too much work.

This one won’t be my longest post, but I want to get it started so we’re on track for a great season. I love the Bachelorette. It’s what got me started on this existential journey that proves I hate myself.

I got home to PDX and over two nights conquered the awkwardly sliced up two-part episode. To put it clearly, you can’t just cut a show just anyway you feel like it. Would you cut a sandwich like this?

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No. You wouldn’t. Bachelor, if you were a sandwich, we all know what you’d be. You’d be this sandwich. Claro que si.

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So, from the beginning I hate Bratzney still. Not on a personal level, I just hate when actresses get on this show. When you are used to playing a part, you figure it out and try to make it normal. I need you to be the opposite. A regular human being who is being thrown into the end of an Indiana Jones film where you walk down a tunnel and this happens:

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I got the cold sweats when Chris Harrison popped out in a three piece suit. I know the 90s are back right meow but now I realize if he’s doing this, well, I need to. If he told us that it’s hip to be square, I’d be at Barney’s being like “MAKE ME LIKE THIS”:

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So we met some of the dudes. I remember a guy who is an impressive welder and a terrible dresser who like everyone from a small town, is obsessed with saying the name of his town. In this case, Kuna. Wherever that is, it looks like a fat dude’s speedo:

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Idaho? No. YOU DA HO, Kuna. I’m calling this guy who dresses weird, but welds like a champion Ahi Kuna. Not because he eats that, but I know most of my readers do. Sup girls, pinot noir rose? Of course we are. And some semi-soft raw milk cheese that doesn’t even get  you fat at all. We’re so in sync. Take an uber over. My wife just closed the browser.

Then there was Detroit guy with the cute kid who looks like John Legend if he was always asking a question. I give you All Of Me?

There’s the former Princeton track star who got severely injured and has had to rebuild his body and now has a good job, a cool scar and a thing for Kaitlyn. I’m calling him Nicholas Sparks because when Nicholas Sparks sets out to write a novel, he tries to find stories like the ex-Ivy League athlete who was nearly killed and now just needs the love of a goofy Canadian who is so approachable and beautiful, but maybe doesn’t know it yet. So fuck THIS WHOLE THING™.

There’s that one dude who looks like Johnny Knoxville failed a Jackass stunt and took a cannonball to the forehead. Cannonball Knoxville, why not. It’s early in the season.

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Ok. Let’s address the Gosling in the room. It’s the guy you all think looks like Gosling. The first thing you need to know is you aren’t going to date the real Ryan Gosling, anyone who looks like the real Gosling knows this because someone has told him that and he’s gone and went for the haircut, probably spent a month perfecting it. He’s watching Drive and the Notebook to get the shit together. He’s learning the Dirty Dancing move. He’s doing a lot of things preventing him from the things that would actually make you really like him. Say, working hard at a career to provide valuable resource, earning the trust of other men, developing a personality and sense of humor instead of a vague resemblance to Ryan Gosling. Look, I like Gosling fine. I’m sure we’d get along better than a dude trying hard to milk looking like him. Have you ever thought about how Gosling probably thinks dudes who try to look like him are huge, huge tools? Gosling just closed the browser.

So, no. I’m not giving this guy, who is totally going to ruin Kaitlin at some point, any Gosling credit. Not even a bit. Instead I’m gonna make a different point. This is Gosling:

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This is the dude you all think looks like him:

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And this is fictitious animated horse Bojack Horseman:

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If you like Gosling, stop giving people working hard to grift off him credit. It’s not that this guy doesn’t look like Gosling, but he also doesn’t not look like an animated horse too. So, I’m repping my bro Gosling and ending the trend of the world letting men milk their vague Gosling game. This dude is called Bojack Horseman.

Let’s see. Rapid fire.

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Johnny Depp’s Version of Willy Wonka.

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If Bill Maher took steroids he’d be this guy, Bill MAAAAARRRRRHHHRRRR.

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Death Cab for Douchie.

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If Jim Carrey dressed up as Neville Longbottom for a movie. Longbottom Ventura, Chick Detective.

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Ethan Hawke if he collected his toenail clippings. Creepin’ Hawke. Hoping he’s gone Before Sunrise. See what I did there. SYNERGY™.

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LL Tool J. I did love how this dude just gave play by play the whole night as if there was anything hard about what was going on.

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Going Clear. I mean, just because. Take it easy, Miscavige.

Look, clearly Kaitlyn was going on. Clearly this season is going to be great, she actually talks about having sex on the show not in Bachelor code Latin and there were more dudes crying than at the end of Terminator 2.

It’s a long weekend. We’re caught up. I missed some stuff like the drunk dude who just kept quoting Swingers and some other stuff. There’s more to cover. And we will. Just not now. I need to drive to Bend, Oregon and drink all of their beer and eat all their woodland creatures. Like America wanted me to.

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Good to see you again. Drink your caffeine. Gonna be a long season.

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BachCap Finale: Nothing Corn Can Stay

It’s hard to write about this traditionally at all. This episode was not funny. It was not a bad episode either. Bear with me. Bachelorette will be easy to pick apart, like a Whole Foods rotisserie chicken once it’s cooled. This one, not as much. Think of it as a see you later. Not a goodbye.

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The battlefield was set. We had a woman on a mission to find a man and a family. And a woman who was a on a mission to barely be able to move her facial muscles.

Fertility Nurse has developed into the most deserving human ever to compete on this show. The only thing that would make your root for her was if she saved a puppy from a burning building after stepping off a plane from serving in Iraq.

She rolled into Iowa in a flannel dress that said conservative on top, party on the bottom. It was the mullet of farmland couture.

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This couldn’t have gone any better. She was on a mission. She could have been a White House press secretary. She was on point. I need parents. I’m crying at dinner. YOU ARE CRYING AT DINNER. The kids started crying and they didn’t even know why yet. The eight zombies in downtown Arlington started crying blood. It rained. Someone found an image of Jesus’s face in a loaf of bread and started a museum and got on Good Morning America.

That’s how on point she was. America was like:

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You get to a point where you need her to win. If she doesn’t win, this is a woman with no parents going back to Chicago to help other people start families after being dumped on national television in a barn.

Like, that shit is colder than an Iowa summer. She is from the land of bourbon and baseball bats by way of one of America’s best cities.

His family is totes mutual. They basically feel that if the other girl isn’t the offspring of Ronald Reagan and Princess Di, she’s a bad decision.

His brothers make a rational case. His sisters do. And they are rational people who live in Chicago FOR SURE. Still, Chris is like:

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He has a thing for Becca Botox and he can’t shake it. He can’t shake it because he is being “dickhead guy’d” and as a man, he is not used to it. Ladies out there, this is what it looks like in reverse when a guy is “super down to hang” and knows “you have a great thing” but is not ready to do “anything normal people in love do” because he “doesn’t know what love is”.

Yeah.

If you think about it, every time Becca and he talk, it’s like this:

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I’m not calling it a ponzi, but I’m being serious when I say that she’s in San Diego enjoying her veneers and inability to wrinkle or show emotion due to bacterial face injections and not figuring out how to be in love. She is in a town of marines. I KNOW THIS GIRL BECAUSE I KNOW THIS GUY.

Actually, most of the girls I have come across that were like this are still single and getting older. And there’s nothing wrong with that. Marriage isn’t a right of passage or a thing to do. It’s about what you want from your life. If you don’t want those things, that’s totally cool. But unless you want-want them, it will always be easier to be like NAH. There’s never a convenient time to split your life down the middle and violently compromise forever. It’s awesome, but it ain’t for everyone.

IT IS FOR EVERY BACHELOR CONTESTANT THOUGH. So there’s THAT™.

Becca is just sort of vaguely floating along like the amoeba she puts in her face with needles. I’m serious, why doesn’t her face move?

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To be fair, Becca is nice and great looking. I just think she doesn’t move her face a lot. Not a requirement to be kind or beautiful. This sentence brought to you by Dove. My wife just closed the browser.

Becca did great with the family, but the real star is Chris’ mom. She’s a peach. She’s as real as the corn in their fields.

Chris goes to her hotel to beg her to love him and she won’t budge an inch. Chris wakes up and knows what he must do. He gets rid of Becca and proposes to the world’s most freaked out Fertility Mouse in a barn that is decorated like Morocco, like everything else on this show. MOROCCAN BARN CHIC™, NOT coming to a West Elm near you.

Let’s just cut to the big thing because it doesn’t matter. They are a great pair. Once Chris is eliminated from Dancing With The Stars in week one, he will go back to buying farms for a leading GOP land buyer. Yeah, he’s a farmer. But he’s really a land baron. Whitney and him will be happy. This was a great season in it’s own way.

What I need to know about now is the two Bachelorettes.

Instead of belaboring the point, I’ll instead say thanks for reading, sorry this one was short and not funny, blame ABC (but thank them as well) and when spring has sprung, I’ll see you on your Tuesday mornings and do my best to make you SPIT COFFEE ON YOUR KEYBOARD™ and make my lovely wife CLOSE THE BROWSER™.

It’s been the best. Have a good break until Bachelorette. I had the most fun in years this season. That’s all you guys. We’ll have some more fun soon. Thanks for always spreading this around.

Love, Z

I give you all my Seal of Approval™.

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I’m Posting On Wednesday

Sorry folks, I have to watch on Tuesday, so I’ll put a cap on this Wednesday. Until then, stare at this:

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BachCap 8: The Curse of Monkey Island

Hey Girl.

I know you know what time it is. Let’s not kid ourselves. We know what’s in that little envelope and you didn’t need a key. You just need to knock, girl. I know you’re coming. I got a bathtub x hot tub collaboration project in a private patio filled with tropical flowers. I have candles scented with the same scents that exist in the local flora. Girl, I’ve thought of everything. I even have a totally see through curtain we can close so the giant camera crew outside thinks we’re just wrestling. But we’re not wrestling, girl.

We’re in that fantasy suite. Thanks Chris Harrison. I’ll think about you, not golf, when I test drive one of three of the people that may be my wife.

And I really hope it’s you girl.

XOXO GOSSIP ZACK™

OK, that was fun. Hope you are sufficiently preheated. I know I am. Shwee BachCap? Cool.

We’re off for the FAHN TAH SEE SWEETS date in (well, on) Bali, which isn’t just a place Instagram models go, it’s actually a province and island just off Indonesia that also looks like a fish carrying a tiny briefcase and swimming over a pineapple:

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The first date was with O Canada and despite the required island date nuclear fallout spray tan, she was looking good. I mean, blue eyes really pop on orange colored humans:

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This was your standard issue be offensive to locals date except for the one killer add they had, having a farmer play with monkeys. Monkeys are the best. They are the helicopters of animals. They are not very far from humans and so I know these monkeys get the situation. They have opposable thumbs. They have little furry human faces.

What’s the point? They are jumping on Gigglepuss, they are pissing on his, they are doing some messed up shit to warn him. They have an opinion on who he marries and they are gonna let him know. A MONKEY WARNING™ is serious. It’s more serious than when your drunk friend takes you outside at a bar to have a meaningful conversation and it turns out it’s really an extended CIGARETTE BREAK™ and you are their LONELINESS SHIELD™.

O Canada doesn’t like monkeys and if that’s true HOW CAN SHE LIKE ARLINGTON. That was the gist of this episode. Arlington, to me, is like Hades. It’s the afterworld. Poor Gigglepuss is pretty insecure about his farm life. He needs answers.

Caitlin is worried about opening up (her heart, not her clothes, she’s ready for that part). She decides to go for it despite the humidity of Bali wreaking havoc on her Canadian highlighted hair. Everyone is sweating, even the monkeys who are so human, they’re just like “we know better than to wear clothes, just be in Bali, don’t be uptight.”

She’s falling in love. He’s falling in love. INTO THE FANTASY SUITE for CONTRACTUAL FORNICATION™. Seems like it all goes according to plan, save the fact it’s sweaty and they both probably smell horrible.

Fertility Mouse gets the second date and my main takeaway, besides her spray tan literally being a color MAC would describe as BRUISED PEACH™, is that she probably attends bar method. I mean it looks good. That said, I was personally turned off imagining how many bikinis she had to try on to get the meticulous look she wanted. I can hear her losing her cool at some Chicago clerk all “I make babies in test tubes, surely you can find something that makes it pop up there but doesn’t scream ‘I’m easy’.”

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Chris doesn’t seem as into her on the boat, but I’m realizing it’s again because he is scared of the winter cage he is asking these women to live in. He’s literally like – if you want a coffee, you gotta drive – if you want humans, you gotta drive – sometimes, even to drive – YOU GOTTA DRIVE.

Her concerns are the opposite. Did her sister kill her chances? Chris, being a reasonable smart dude, knows this is of no concern because if they got married, the forecast for Whitney’s sister visiting Arlington is cloudy with a chance of no-fucking-way.

Finally, the rubber meets the road (is that a fantasy suite pun? discuss in the comments) (also I’m talking about condoms. condoms) and Whitney says what every man thinks they want to hear which is “I will quit my job for the sole purpose of having and raising your children” – yeesh.

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I’m sure after that, the fantasy suite went well. Would be shocked if she didn’t “win” – depending on how you define victory.

Final date is Secret Virgin. They get along great, but let’s just cut to the chase. She’s just mad awkward. She’s not waiting until marriage. She’s waiting until middle school. She’s worried about telling him.

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I get that. Chris has had sex with over twenty kinds of farm animals and two other human women (with monkeys watching) and she’s got no idea what that means.

Eventually she comes clean and it’s totally fine, but internally she’s thinking tonight maybe is the night. I got pretty excited something good was going to happen, only it was a total bait-and-switch.

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We cut to the morning and she’s walking the beach, he’s longfully staring. Basically, she must have told him she isn’t totally in love, she isn’t sure about marriage and his child bride scenario is in jeopardy. He has no idea what to make of things and well, neither do we. It must have been really long and boring because it seems like a gaping plot hole (stop giggling) and yet they found a way to not turn it into a whole long thing worthy of a three night most dramatic special event episode of the Bachelor ever.

Real quick. ONE YACHT? NO HELICOPTERS? Come on. Also, that yacht looked in ill repair.

Anyway, rose ceremony happens and he takes Secret Virgin out and she says what she needs to say to get the rose. Now, Canada lost like the Maple Leafs.

She’s gonna be the new Bachelorette. Kinda feeling that way.

And why shouldn’t she be. She’s cute. She’s funny. She’s a pretty crier – minus the QUICK FROWNS™ that make it seem like an instantaneous bout of constipation.

We love you Caitlin. Good luck.

BACK TO IOWA FOR THE MOMENT OF TRUTH.

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BachCap 7: These Things Are Multiplying

So, my wife went out of town and since she’s basically the glue that keeps this thing together, I naturally took most of the week trying to watch this show in bits. This was in between working (on ads), finishing my half empty bourbon bottles (spring cleaning), and dropping Oxford commas (see what I did there).

The point is, much like the Bible, your US History textbook, and the screenplay for Braveheart, I’m writing about these events a long time after viewing them.

Hang in there. Don’t tell me “you forgot about the part where” because – YES™- I did forget it. So should you. It’s friday, start with a cocktail.

Anyway, I have my velour jumpsuit on. Just did a bunch of push-ups. Wanna BachCap with me? Of course you do, you saucy minx (Love Actually, 2002).

For no reason at all, probably something dreamed up on a vision quest on peyote in Joshua Tree, Chris Harrison instigated a Chris Tells All. Let’s be fair. Is Gigglepuss capable of not telling all? He has patented FARM HONESTY™ and pretty much just says what he thinks. He has dismissed not one, but two potential serial killers (Mail Chimp) and been pretty calm about it. I guess dumping MESA VERDE™ isn’t any worse than putting a horse with a broken leg out of it’s misery in a deserted town in Iowa.

Holy shit, is MESA VERDE™ actually Arlington? Is that what she was saying?

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To paraphrase, Kelsey is still nuts and to use the parlance of her times, she’s gonna get “crucified” at the Women Tell All. Hey invited Moms and Single Ladies. Don’t sit in the front three rows if you don’t want blood on your pantsuits and statement piece necklaces. Like Sea World.

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Also, Andi cried to make me care and I didn’t. I said she was going after a meat popsicle. She said she shouldn’t go after a meat popsicle. And when he ended up a meat popsicle, she cries with heartbreak. This patented SORORITY LOGIC™ is usually the most important class ladies take at college. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. Didn’t fool me and still did it anyway? This is like putting your junk in an electrical socket. Even if you find a way to do it, you know you’re into 50 Volts of Electricity.

In other words, don’t feel bad for Andi. If she wanted to get over it, she’d stop giving interviews about it. Mend like the rest of us: binge drinking and making bad decisions. Also, Häagen-Dazs™.

We live in a world where Uptown Funk is popular. Trumpets are cool again. Andi, figure it the fuck out. Sorry. Can’t wait til you launch a lifestyle yoga pants line on Instagram. [FACESMACK]

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Basically, this is the Come to Jesus episode but by Jesus I mean Arlington, Iowa. We’re going to truly see what a brutal existence it is to live in a small town. The thing is, the town isn’t small. It’s barely a town. I mean, I’ve travelled all over this country for work and stayed in some pretty random tiny towns, but they usually have a gas station or Quiznos or BUSINESS THAT IS ACTUALLY OPEN™. This town doesn’t. No one can hear you scream in Arlington.

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This is the town. There’s the church. Gigglepuss HAS to be a Methodist because he has no other options beyond HOME SCHOOL CHURCH™, which if it exists is more depressing than dating your sister, which is also an option for him in this town.

I mean, the town literally looks like a bird trying to fly the hell out of Iowa.

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So, while Des Moines seems like every city, complete with bridges, riverfront areas and restaurants with wine racks. But I blame none of these girls for tripping out when they saw that there isn’t a Starbucks in this town.

Think about that.

Look. Arlington, Oregon has less than 500 people to and despite looking like a ferret drinking water from a water fountain.

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Despite all of this, it still has an AIRPORT and GOLF COURSE, even if the golf course is located in said ferret’s ass. Hopefully it doesn’t have 18 holes.  My wife just closed the browser.

Anyway, Jade knows she needs to let Gigglepuss know she got naked for money because at some point he may Google her. In fact, best line of the season came from Cruise Ship Singer who said, “Hey Mom! Don’t Google my wife!” – REALTALK™.

The thing is, despite being really good-looking (dare I say good looking enough to get paid to get naked), Jade is super embarrassed because the way her Dad found out she posed was when his co-workers told him. I guess dudes in Nebraska are pretty open. How’d that talk go?

“Uh, hey Jim. Last night I was perusing some of the amateur teen-focused pornography I like to please myself to and I noticed something strange. Thing is, your daughter was posing nude. I mean real nude. Don’t get me wrong, she looked beautiful in an I-sit-on-top-of-motorcycles-in-boot-ads way but I just thought you should know. Also, Jim. I didn’t enjoy it. I swear.”

So, yeah. I’d have a complex about that too. Also, good job Los Angeles. Another one bites the dust.

Jade’s one-on-one is really just ruin porn in Arlington followed by a depressing high school football game in the fog where both teams wore the same colors because there are two big requirements to living in Iowa: Always share colors with University of Iowa because there’s nothing else to get stoked about and being uncomfortable with change.

The next date was Fertility Mouse who got to go to some museum that led to a photo shoot of them kissing in post apocalyptic daytime Des Moines (good band name). They should just get married, I’m bored even talking about them. She’s the exact human who could live on a farm and just be glad to have family. I know next week we’re gonna pretend she needs her career, but like:

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They come out and there’s some street art of them making out which is great except the girl doesn’t even look like her. Then again, if you are willing to move to a town without a Starbucks that looks like a bird for love, you are used to putting yourself second.

Meanwhile the other girls are driving to scout out Arlington and yep. It still sucks.

Bratzny is super hardcore about hating it and then makes up a bad script (she’s used to them from being a bad actress) about sunset and like, birds and magic about how she can see herself there. Which makes the other girls, especially Cruise Ship Singer flip the eff out.

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Long story short. They go play hockey. Carly calls out Bratzny. Chris takes the bait. Bratzny wigs out. Carly goes Highway to the Friend Zone.

Carly and Bratzny pay the ultimate price for their interaction. You never survive being fake on this show. You also never survive being the one who calls out the faker. It’s eye for an eye. It’s Shakespeare, only the version written in crayon and using small words.

I enjoyed watching Bratzny cry, not because I hated her, but just because I like thinking about how she thinks it will lead to acting gigs. It won’t. The only time we’ll see you is when they trot out former “stars” on the red carpet in a parking lot in Burbank. Dream big.

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Becca’s hometown is pretty basic. She’s a virgin. It pisses her sister off big time for some reason. Next.

O Canada’s date was boring. They rapped. Sort of. She’s cute. Next.

Moment of truth for Jade. Her whole family is calling her a wild mustang. Chris is confused. He keeps saying she’s a hot mustang. I get he’s turning a phrase, but he’s a farmer and it sounds like he wants to bang a horse. Sorry.

Her brothers are very foreboding. Finally, it’s time.

Chris, I got naked in Playboy (amateur). Chris is fine even though the light left his eyes and she immediately became dead to him.

It’s just how weird the next part was. Much like other producers convinced her to pose for Playboy, these producers convinced her to make Chris look at her photo shoot. AND A VIDEO.

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He acts cool, but she’s already dead.

Last date is Fertility Mouse and they do the ole pretend-to-make-you-masturbate-to-donate-sperm routine. Classic.

Then they go home and the main takeaway is that her sister is overprotective, even more of a human mouse and hell bent on throwing shade on the farmer’s crops. But I get it. And at least later their dog humps a toy and then drags it around. Who doesn’t like that.

Rose ceremony. Jade’s gone. ONTO THE TROPICS (and my weekend).

Luego.

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BachCap 6: Out In The Badlands

I’ll be honest. I’m not sure how long today’s post is going to be. It’s like the part of being on a hallucinogenic trip where the fun ends and suddenly the clock seems to move in reverse and you aren’t sure you’re even a living, breathing human.

Shit gets weird and you aren’t sure which way is up.

Rose ceremonies to start the show. One weird north country location after the next. Basically, a terrifying collection of impossible occurrences out of sequence. This show has spent years establishing a format that this season, they are straight up Gone Girling…

Speaking of Gone Girl…

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It’s a shame this is the episode I decided to call her Amazing Amy. It’s a shame because barring her returning from the grave to murder everyone, she’s Gone Girl. Or Gone Baby Gone. Both Affleck jams. Weird. Inception.

We started this episode off mid pseudo-panic attack. I say pseudo because anyone who’s had a panic attack is not lucid like that. Period. They aren’t telling stupid jokes about store-bought brownies, but hopefully Chris saw this and felt good knowing he wouldn’t be married to someone who even in the throes of debilitating anxiety can criticize something trivial. HAVE FUN DRESSING YOUR KIDS TO SCHOOL. Gigglepuss would be working on a beer gut and muttering I CAN’T DO ANYTHING RIGHT™ on the regs. On a farm.

Here’s why I’m calling BS™. She says she’s having a panic attack (a self diagnosis) and then says she’s never had one before. I mean, how on earth could you define a physical reaction you have never had? Total Full Shining move. She reads WebMD and does a Target x Missoni collab with ACTING CLASS™ to make sure she has an arsenal of FULLY BELIEVABLE™ breakdowns complete with REALISTIC SYMPTOMS™.

She tells the girls she uses big words and has eloquence. Personally, for me, she sounds like a weird translation of a Victorian novel translated into Japanese and then translated back into English. The words are big. They have the makings of forming sentences, but something is getting lost in translation.

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A-ring-a-ding-ding.

Like, fairly sure she said “in the grand scream of things” – jus’ sayin’.

I don’t feel like talking about the 1:1 date with The Other Virgin because she’s nice, she should probably win the show and in her high school yearbook she was voted Least Likely To Kill Herself Living On A Farm With A Man Who Giggles.

I like this girl. She makes Gigglepuss laugh, which I like also because his laugh makes me feel better about myself. I could find a briefcase filled with blow and cash and still feel better knowing my laugh sounds nothing like a tickle fight between eight year old girls.

She gets the rose.

The group date highlights the fact we are in Deadwood, South Dakota. There seems to be no budget. We’re not anywhere near Europe. We’re going to places likely to survive a nuclear holocaust because who is even trying to bomb Mount Rushmore. I mean, it says a lot that this is where Mount Rushmore is. It’s a place so rich in mountains no one cares about it’s like, “sure bro, you can carve Act One of Presidential Disneyland into nature” – we got plenty.

Best thing ever in Deadwood was in the TV show, when they showed Bulleit, which isn’t even my well bourbon at home anymore, but it’s better than this group date and I liked how it was like time traveling alcohol because I feel like I time travel when I’m drinking. I’m also tall.

So they go to TGIDeadwoods and guess who is there? BIG N RICH. You know, the metrosexual country singers who brought you the song “Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy” which they’ve been milking like a dead cow for decades. While is was a great “whoa, those dudes are still alive?” moment, it’s pretty depressing to see country rock stars. As they attempt to be Keith Richards despite writing songs about, well, COUNTRY STUFF™, they end up looking like off-broadway cast members from Wicked.

All the girls have to write a country song. Chris sounds so bad I’m afraid if I write about it, I’ll hear it again.

Most girls are fine.

Bratzny crushes it because she is not a damn waitress. She’s an actress/model/dancer/whatever, one of thousands in LA willing to be on this show in hopes of getting to host two minute segments aired on payment portals in the back of cabs in NYC. Dream big, people. Dream big.

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Like, they definitely take this picture for everyone when you have orientation at Ruby Tuesdays. Please. If she did a half-shave in Iowa, they’d make her go to church.

Carly the Cruise Singer does great, but because she isn’t Bratzny, she isn’t going to win.

In the dumbest stunt ever, Chris steals Bratzny away to a Big N Rich concert (as a reward or punishment, I’m not sure) and she pretends to give an F.

This won’t end well.

Back at the hotel later, the girls are mad because FEELINGS™, but it’s clear the damn producers are just looking for one murder. And what better place to murder than DEADWOOD! I mean seriously, there’s no better place.

Finally, the 2 on 1.

Kartrashian versus Amazing Amy/Full Shining. Suddenly, we are all rooting for the Human Eyelash. She is turnt on ending Full Shining. Full Shining is turnt on making bacon out of someone’s face and smiling like ghosts are holding her eyes open with frozen bone fingers. Look at her. Seriously.

This date starts with a helicopter.

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Despite how I felt, the tension was so bad in the helicopter flying over the Badlands that the pilot had to be like:

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When they land at this bed they just magically put in the middle of nowhere, it gets even weirder. Weirder than a bed in the middle of nowhere. Why a bed? Why not a couch? A teak patio seating arrangement. What on earth was possible with the bed?

First, Kartrashian goes off with Chris and her eyelashes try to lag behind but they can’t. She just decides to throw Full Shining under the bus. Chris takes this news and relays it back to Full Shining who gets weird and half denies it but half just – whatever. She’s nuts.

Then Kartrashian gets summoned again (all presumably in the middle of nowhere by a creepy bed) and basically Chris just dumps her. He says she won’t fit in with his lifestyle (duh) and then she melts down and throws Kelsey under the bus more (just to make sure the villain is dead) and then throws Bratzny under the bus too for good measure, just to kill Chris’ ultimate warm crotchal feelings for her.

He leaves her to the Badlands and then goes back and dumps Kelsey.

This plays out best as the girls back at the Motel 6 see the drama unfold as a nameless producer removing BOTH suitcases. DOUBLE MURDER SUICIDE™ with a CHAMPAGNE TOAST™.

The helicopter leaves without the girls and then the Hunger Games begin.

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BachCap 5: Edgar Allen Kelsey Poe

This season is drunk, go home. Or stay out and tell us about your ex-lovers. Actually, yeah, tip your wine goblet, time for a big, frosty, oaky chardonnay and maybe a shot of Fernet or two. You are basic. You are drunk. And I want to ask you to prom and say “I love you” way TOO SOON™.

I don’t remember the first girl’s name, but being that she didn’t know New Mexico was in America, I’m just going to call her Google Maps. Not because it’s clever, it’s just like I hope if she reads this blog like so many people on this show have at one point, she gets it as a life tip. Just Google Maps. It takes two seconds and you can avoid wearing a sombrero like a moron and wondering if there is Old Mexico. It was pretty fun to watch her racist Native American dance in the end of the show. Well, fun is the wrong word.

By the way, the Macarena was created by a Spanish band. That’s Old Spain. Not New Mexispain.

Let’s BachCap.

For a lot of cities, donating hotels, cultural sites and extreme sports dates to the Bachelor is a win for tourism. Pretty sure no one on the Santa Fe tourism board is feeling that way waking up with a hangover today. They are doing the walk of shame last night. They went to the fantasy suite with Chris Harrison and he filmed a porno without them knowing basically. They did everything short of a Breaking Bad themed date in ABQ to make a quaint, charming candlelit town of plazas and kachina dolls terrifying.

Let’s start with the Love Guru.

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Yeah, oooorrrr nahhhh.

This love guru was 50 shades of sage and worse, the Cruise Crooner hates physical intimacy. So. First date is a little game called “Is A Crazy Woman Watching Enough To Not Get Aroused”. It’s going to be America’s past time. Sorry baseball, but we have a new thing to think about when we’re trying to perform well in bed.

Should have expected this date when the date card was literally “let’s come together” – SO YEAH™. Even worse, somewhere in some unknown part of the midwest (or possibly south) someone heard that and went “awwwwwwww” – for the right reasons.

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I like Cruise Crooner, it made me sad that her last man didn’t dig her sexually and now she has lowered self esteem. I know a man shouldn’t define you, but same time, I think she’s allowed to feel some self confidence issues if she wants. At least her hang ups don’t manifest like Kartrashian who thinks everything that happens SHOULD HAVE BEEN HER™. She’d get jealous of an unwanted pregnancy.

Watching Gigglepuss and Crooner kiss, it struck me that their future child would have less upper lip than the girl from Cabin Fever. Don’t google that. It took me years to be able to sneak up on attractive blondes in my bed after that film. My wife just closed the browser, but in fairness, you never expect the Muppets.

They threw in the towel at a certain point and I was left pondering the swimming pool area which, like the Bachelor mansion, had weird arches framing the viewing. Did they ever leave Agoura Hills? Are we all on peyote? Are you feeling it yet?

Crooner is a good person. She gets the rose. I get to move on. From the date and the Cabin Fever image. OH GOD I PICTURED IT AGAIN.

The group date participants were announced in the form of questions, what an annoying voice. They are going rafting down the good ole Rio Grande, the subject of every song in Texas. Trust me, I know.

Kelsey starts saying crazy stuff, but I mostly ignore it. I’ve known people who talk like her. They are stuck somewhere between the speaking qualities of a bad Jane Austen adaptation film and the world’s worst PowerPoint deck about brand salience and market penetration. The lights are on, someone is home, but that someone eats their toenails and has a stuffed animal from childhood they still like MORE THAN A FRIEND™.

An extra from every adventure movie ever comes out and warns us that this shit is dangerous and to be careful and Jademate is just like I’M GOING IN THE WATER™. She has a condition one lucky contestant gets every season which is selective hypothermia and the reward is alone time and being glared at your enemies. I want to develop SELECTIVE NOT IN THE MOOD FOR TRADER JOE’S RUNS™. Huge fan of their Simply Cashews, Almonds and Cranberries mix though. Seriously, what’s not to like.

I just felt like Dolvett from Biggest Loser there explaining why Subway has your weight loss goals in mind when they created the chicken teriyaki two inch sub (my nickname in high school).

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Later at the hotel, the girls are drinking pretty hard and Jordan shows back up. If you don’t remember Jordan, congratulations, you will probably meet a mate, have children and live a normal life.

She was Captain Wasted Twerk from a couple weeks before. You know BRF (bitchy resting face)? She has PSF (pretty standing face). I was thinking she looked nice, but then she sat down and I got confused again. Maybe when she sits she looks more like she did when she drank a gallon of Finlandia and decided I’M SO GOOD AT DANCING™. There’s not a ton of research on PSF. Yet. Wear a chardonnay colored ribbon if you support finding a cure.

Girls start STONE COLD BUGGIN’™ about another girl coming back and Kartrashian says she doesn’t understand the concept of being nice to people. I just keep picturing the lucky man who goes home with her and after her fifth time crying, she peels off her eyelash extensions, sticks them to your headboard along with her gum (Dentyne Ice, Arctic Blast, are you even kidding, there was so much garlic in that tagliatelle) and then gives you an uncomfortably aggressive kiss.

For real, she kisses like those things in Harry Potter that suck out your good feelings. She’s a dementor.

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Fertility Nurse just plays it cool. It’s amazing how saying “I’m for being nice to people” can make you look like a Rhodes Scholar on this show.

Mother of Kale and Kartrashian are just some weird form of Timon and Pumba. They are literally like two lost dimwits that will find their purpose in a charming animated film. Makes me want to see their reality show AFTER THE FINAL ROSE because until they are eliminated, it’s super weird to what them say english words that don’t connect to each other together. Kartrashian is like “I hate how like, this isn’t for me, I love talking to guys alone more than most people” and Mother of Kale is just like “Aliens are so tall sometimes, but at least sandwiches.”

FACEPALM™.

Gigglepuss dispatches Twerkington Bear and even though he did the right thing, O Canada keeps making Mary Kate prune faces and no one gets any happier at all.

Final date card is for Bratzny, who we learned has not showered yet? Is that a thing? And she sleeps in full make-up? I mean I’ve called girls on the show WET MESS™ before, which if you are new here is basically Kartrashian. You know she just leaves wet messy piles of everything from tissues to make up to clothing. She is like the floor of a 20 year old model’s instagram feed.

Anyway, Bratzny is tripping balls because the acting contract she signed to be on this show didn’t include showers or jumping off shit and her date card says something about the sky.

Chris wakes her up and makes out with her fully make-upped face (really) and that makes Cruise Crooner SO MAD™ because despite hundreds of episodes, we still can’t figure out your BF is effing you in the B* by making out with every one there. (*credit, Scott Pilgrim, please watch it).

chris-soules-1-800They go on a hot air balloon ride powered completely by the bullshit Bratzny is spitting because the producers told her to and she wants a walk on role on Vanderpump Rules like Jade got:

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NO HYPOTHERMIA THERE.

Bratzny gets the rose and a nap with Chris. It may be sex, but every season they do the door close thing and then the next week it’s like OR NAH.

Before the cocktail party, this show went FULL SHINING™

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Kelsey Poe, who now is called Full Shining, decided to confront Chris about her dead husband because the voices in her head told her to. She goes to find his room and sits him down and proceeds to tell him about her husband’s mysterious death. She refers to him as Sanderson Poe and immediately I got scared.

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If I had a dead spouse, would I go on national television and refer to him by their full name? I rarely refer to any human by their full name. “I was at the movies with my friend Frank Pomegranate.” Feels super weird.

But then she starts crying and then making out with Chris. She feels relieved to tell the story because it helped her with Chris. I can’t figure it out. She starts saying she “loves her story” – wait what?

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She loves her story about HER HUSBAND DYING?

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She returns to the cocktail party where lots of girls are nervous, but not Full Shining. She’s ALL GOOD™ because in her world, HER STORY™ confirmed she has won this week.

Then, Chris shows up and starts crying (presumably from witchcraft) and then peaces out. He cancels the cocktail party and says we’re going straight to the rose ceremony.

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Full Shining decides this is the time to stop talking about how good her shoes look and move right on to having a full blown, potentially not real panic attack requiring paramedics. I get it. Panic attacks are scary, but she is terrifying and capable of anything.

We got a TO BE CONTINUED…

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So do you. Catch you on the flip. Sleep with one eye open. Looks like more than one cast member has been to MESA VERDE™

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BachCap 4: I Feel Nothing

Before we get started, I caught a picture on BABYTEETH™’s (Andi Dorfman) Instagram feed that made me laugh out loud. Felt like I had to share.

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This picture had the caption: solace. Solace? I mean, sweet humble brag on matching your sweater to your fireplace and all, but solace has something to do with being alone and you clearly asked someone to take this picture of you so you could tell people you are alone (and presumably happy). I know you want to tell us you are okay being alone after Crap Leinart, but no one doubted that. You are some form of lawyer and he is a former sorority boy known for being born slightly before a mostly unknown NFL draftee.

We’re sure you will get over him. Solace or nah. Just put your chin up and go back to using your brain to make money. Your feed is that slippery slope forming. You are about one invite to a fake Bachelor red carpet away from starting a clothing line no one wants, a style blog no one reads, a work out company no one uses or some combination of the three. From there, there’s only rung lower and that’s continuing to give interviews about your born-again virginity.

Guys, this can all stop when you return to the private sector. Got plenty of evidence that exists. Just go back to the private sector. Andi, I know you can do it. Don’t get sucked in. If a lawyer can’t get out, then I have to admit this show is about SOUL MURDER™ and that’s going to make it hard for me to enjoy dinner tonight.

OK. BachCap?

Chris Harrison woke up 32 seconds before having to come into the chicken coop to let the ladies know that there’s a whole charcuterie board of variety dates this week and even MORE CRAY™ is the fact that Gigglepuss’ sisterwives are coming into town from their busy lives staring at their millions corn and help evaluate them.

Women judging women. What could go wrong?

So the first date is at Lake Piru, which I didn’t know exist and I lived in LA for the better part of two decades. Was convinced they were saying Pitz Palu and came close to watching Inglorious Basterds for that whole scene about Pitz Palu and Fassbender and Diane Kruger are just being awesome and then everyone kills each other. This date was worse than that.

I guess it’s near Lake Castaic 1/7 of the way north to Bakersfield. In basic terms, they could drink three bottles of cheap chardonnays in that time. That’s the new distance measurement. How far is it? Oh, it’s five bottles of Barefoot Chard in a limo away.

Lake Piru seems to be a lawless body of water. Kartrashian kicks off the batshit by deciding it’s time to free herself from her shyness (is she shy?) by upgrading from underboob to full toplessness for a swim. Not to be undone, Kaitlyn with her TWIN BIRDS™ tattoos (just nah) decides to go bottomsless, which I realized I may have never seen before. Like, that’s telling. Time to skinny dip. Pick a clothing item to remove first – PANTS™. Canada.

My favorite part was how the black box totes cheated on Flight Recorder to cover Twin Birds up. Saucy minx.

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Kelsey is NOT HAVING™ this date. She played the dead fiance card hard, but now it seems she’s just playing the EFF ALL THESE GIRLS AND ACTIVITIES™ card.

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Kelsey is mad that this lake is muddy and points out that she’s from Michigan where the lakes are amazing. Speaking from experience, this was the first time anyone ever admitted out loud they are FROM MICHIGAN™. Also, she’s living in Austin right now. Great town. But don’t be talking about muddy lakes.

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The only mud here is the mud you are slangin’ in Gigglepuss’ game. Even worse, when she finds out that they are camping she wigs out. I promise in high school she won MOST LIKELY TO CRY HYSTERICALLY IN THE CHECKOUT LINE AT SAFEWAY WHEN BUYING GUM TRIGGERS SOMETHING™. Mark it, dude.

MESA VERDE™ returns when the sun goes down. I’m cynical. I normally think these are actresses, but I don’t think the show can afford an actress good enough to fake this. Unless she is actually CATE BLANCHETT™ in prosthetic makeup, this is real. She asks Chris a bunch of epic things including “what are you” before sneaking in for a haunting kiss. Now she will have his scent and when she turns into a werewolf, he’s effing dead.

Twin Birds gets the rose. Convinced telling an adult you are a virgin is a turn on (it’s terrifying), Kartrashian needs to go rogue and tell Chris she’s never been sullied.

Real quick, why does she think this is a good thing? It can’t be because Mother of Kale told her. Like it was probably cool when we were young, but at the same time it’s the most responsibility, highest likelihood of stage five clinger spawning. Do you really want a guy that is turned on by virginity? That feels weird. It feels like it should be fairly secondary to things like “do I like you” and “are you attractive” and “will you murder me in my sleep” – she’s off brief.

There’s another fallacy in the whole virgin conquering. Would you be excited to ride in a car with someone who has never driven? How many doctors have you picked based on the fact they have never performed surgery before? Need your taxes done? You aren’t going to a 17 year old who might be good at math.

I’m not saying we need a PRO™, but who the hell is turned on by inexperience in this category. This means she is likely learning about what to do from porn, her friends’ exaggerated sex stories and possibly Disney films. Don’t believe me? She’s obsessed with being a princess and kisses like a Dyson AirBlade. But yeah, super turned on.

When she goes to confess all this drivel to Chris, she starts sounding like Dr. Evil and saying she’s friggin’ innocent and things like that, almost making me forget she took her shirt of on national television.

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Back at the house, the sisters show up during a pool party and they are here to interview the girls. Flight Recorder has her black box up and in full effect. They settle on Stilettos in Bed, who hasn’t talked much, but made her point at the pool party.

She gets a pretty amazing girl-crack date. She gets to be a part of ABC’s cross-promotional content piece for the upcoming major motion picture Cinderella starring that girl from Downton Abbey and an upbeat, blonde, not-with-Tim-Burton Helena Bonham Carter. Speaking of Downton, how fun would it be to have the Dowager Countess watch the show with you and toss put downs to these girls over their heads and then have a heart attack from being mortified… I think fun. Who’s having cava and jamon serrano?

Kartrashian’s struggle is real. She’s always been poorly parented into thinking she is actually the most deserving person to dress up like a princess (thanks dad) and starts wigging out as Jade and her blurred out back tattoo (what is it?!?!) get to try on Loubitons and expensive dresses that she GETS TO KEEP™. Kartrashian thinks this is a glitch in the Matrix. You are from NJ, you aren’t special and you aren’t a princess. Get with the new economy. It’s dog eat dog, bruh.

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Jade looks good on her fairytale date and she seems glad to be there, likely because she didn’t see Gigglepus air dancing like Neville Longbottom at Hogwarts.

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The date went well and Chris thinks she’s the girl next door, but like, she is The Girl Next Door:

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I wonder how the wholesome Iowan sisters would feel if they knew she came to LA and posed nude for a Playboy amateur site. I mean, it shouldn’t bother them, but in the end farm values may be conservative. Or not. I don’t know what goes on in the corn fields besides dead baseball players return because when Costner built it, they came.

The next group date is a mud run in which the girls are dressed in wedding gear. This proves to be ZERO PROBLEM™ for Flight Recorder who just books it like a vacation to Cabo (you basics). She is the first contestant to treat this competition for a man’s heart as an actual physical competition.

On Double Dare, she just cut Marc Summers off and was like PHYSICAL CHALLENGE™.

Here favorite song is I Wanna Get Physical by Olivia Newton John.

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The big bonus for winning this race was the one-on-one night date, which was a romantic dinner at my favorite hotel in San Francisco, the Fairmont (I always get the rose). Despite the romantic setting and despite the fact the Chris doesn’t normally mind listening, Flight Recorder was blowing it. It was some odd supplement fueled rage that made it really, really clear that Instagram is wrong: strong is not always the new sexy.

At one point she asked if Chris would rather have sex with a homeless woman with a bird in her hair or not have sex for five years. As crazy as this question is with basically a stranger, all Chris heard was this:

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NO ROSE FOR YOU. She maybe can handle CrossFit, but not her liquor. Adios.

The cocktail party was pretty uneventful for the most part. I did enjoy when Becca admitted she was a virgin too and Kartrashian immediately felt worthless and probably cried. The fact that Becca didn’t think it was so interesting makes me think she might just have abstained for normal reasons and thus she isn’t scary.

Bratzny tried to confront Chris about picking Twin Birds on the Date at Naked Lake, but it sort of backfires and he awkward storms out, randomly gives the IF ANY OF YOU DOUBT MY INTENTIONS Rick Flair talk to the girls, and then sends MESA VERDE home.

Highlight of the night was her exit in the credits where she told us I FEEL NOTHING™.

I’m getting there myself.

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BachCap 3: The Date Show With Jimmy Kimmel

You need to take this show with a grain of bath salts. I am typically against any deviations from the formula. Give me a helicopter. Give me some drunken rose ceremonies. Give me a couple sneak attacks with Chris Harrison popping out of a bush with a champagne flute and a knife clinking and for the most part, I’m a HAPPY CAMPER™.

So when the episode starts with Jimmy Kimmel sneaking into a very staged wake up scene (or they just film Chris sleeping all the time, que lastima), I get skeptical that we’re adding a designated hitter to my game. I like my sports traditional and this was a very scripted departure SANS MUPPETS ™ so it was pretty much NOT OKAY™.

I’m not Jimmy Kimmel fan. I reluctantly laugh at his promos. I appreciated when he was chubby on Win Ben Stein’s Money (we all had a 90s, Jimmy but mine was high school). I get that he’s had more plastic surgery in his face than most of these women have had in their NOT FACE™. Seriously, he is one nip/tuck from being on Real Housewives of Late Night Television.

But the thing is, he shined here and I didn’t expect it. I mean I know he’s the 5th best late night host on television, but being 100% honest, he won me back. I am for Kimmel. He went on there and did a very polished version of what I’d do. He talked about everything. He called them out for saying “the right reasons” and called them “sister wives.” Even better, he started a tip jar for when they said amazing. He allowed the show to go to a self-reflexive place and in doing so, took a great season and it HYPERGREAT™.

Chris Harrison looked very annoyed to be sharing the spotlight. It really brought into question what he does on the show (besides hardcore narcotics to be able to look in the mirror). You could tell having a real improve talent in the room was frusterating for him. He even left his tie at home in the beginning, opting to go for the “new-divorced at a cougar bar” BLAZER x V-NECK collab. Chris, you’re better than that. Just because Jimmy got some laughs when he said he’d be taking sexual test drives with all the girls in front of you doesn’t mean you need to get all Scarface hang a man from a helicopter on him:

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As you can imagine, this is my favorite drug related murder in any drug film. I mean, besides the fact a helicopter is used to murder a rat… The helicopter is the damn star. I could go on for days. Watch Scarface. Just do it.

First date is with the Breakdancing Hoser (she’s Canadian). Jimmy makes it seem like they’re going somewhere pretty swanky, bottles, basically all the lyrics to Like A G6, only instead they go to Costco. They have a ridiculous shopping list and have to buy all the stuff.

Many times on this date, there were lines about this being “normal” – doing the things a real couple would do like Costco or BBQing. The thing is, nothing about this Costco trip was like one my wife and I might go on. For one, when we go to Costco, we buy nothing but paper towels and toilet paper. When we go to the checkout counter, which is as chaotically crowded as most religious tourist spots in Israel, the cashier looks at our bricks and bricks of toilet paper and wonders if all we do is eat beans and drink hard alcohol. I mean, no one should need to wipe their ass as much as it seems like we’re going to. Teens talk about the embarrassment of buying condoms at the drugstore. Are you kidding? I was dancing up and down the aisles when I bought them, I looked really cool (and responsible).

There is no shame like seeing your next 2,000 stomach aches depicted in the form of palettes of TP. You go to check out and you feel like the cashier is sizing up how your ass contributes to this:

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The other thing that was a real departure was when they got in the awesome blow up hamster ball and rolled down an aisle. How many companies of militia were needed to clear out the hordes of old folks looking for samples of protein bars and microwave pizza for them to inflate a giant ball and roll it down an aisle. I literally feel like I’m trying to cross the 101 on foot when I walk around there.

Also, how scarred are those kids that pushed them. I’d have been so tempted to be like HEY KIDS THIS IS HOW BABIES ARE MADE. I really should have gone on this show.

Later they go back to barbecue and Kimmel is there being pretty awesome. He asks about the fantasy suites and being Canadian, the Hoser pretty much says it’s cool he can take some people on a test drive. I respected her for understanding the game. Not for being okay with it. Either way, she was quickly flying up my list for that reason and the fact she can get away with that kind of midriff. O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.

We definitely realize here that Chris laughs like a sorority girl being tickled by a boy she likes. Forget Time Is A Fat Circle. He’s now called Gigglepuss. BELIEVE IT™.

When they get in the hot tub (before Kimmel shows up to eat ribs), they start making out and the truth about Canada comes out. She is not an aggressive kisser. She talks a big game, but she is definitely not a face-sucking awkward mess. This seems to substantiate that she’s been the BEST FRIEND™ a lot and cleaned up on a lot of TRANSITIONAL TRYSTS™. What I mean is, she’s adjacent to a lot of her friends’ relationships and they confide in her and when they break up, she gets a quick TRANSITIONAL TRYST™, but then he finds another HOT TICKET™ and moves on. She’s a Katherine Heigl film, back when they made those.

I like her strategy and I bet, despite her devil-may-care attitude, that she’s a catch. She’s trying too hard to prove she’s not great. I like her.

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The group date is great, save one big time issue: MESA VERDE is there and we get nothing, barely even a creepy stare from her. She even did her hair and didn’t crawl on the ground chasing cats. She had so many opportunities to terrorize animals, I felt let down.

Anyway, this date is American Ninja x Farmville. Much like hot tubs and helicopters, girls milking animals is becoming a motif on this show and you didn’t need to go to the best film school on earth (I did, NON-HUMBLEBRAG™) to catch what that is about. And if you didn’t, Kimmel mentioned there was one boy goat they had to milk. HJs. We’re talking about HJs. Also someone said something about “warm and salty” and “in my mouth” and at that point I was wondering how many US dollars it took the producer to just force that sound bite. Whatever, grateful. #blessed

In this race to shovel shit, crack eggs, milk a goat and chug and to shuck corn, the real news was not Carly going balls out to win. The real news was that Jillian finally earned her lasting nickname. I dub her FLIGHT RECORDER, you know, because of the Black Box they had to put over her butt the entire time. Presumably because she wears TOO-SMALL™ sizes, but after BUTT PEACH FUZZ™ talk from last week, basically who knows what’s going on there. But a producer doesn’t like her she lives with a superimposed black miniskirt the entire show.

It was epic when she leaped over the fence. For every reason from Plato to Voltaire. It was the Sistine Chapel of black box leaps into pig pens. Venus di Milo and Otis.

Carly wins, she gets a blue ribbon and an American Gothic photo shoot with Gigglepuss. I know all of us at home felt we missed out.

The cocktail party is another makeout fest, which makes sense as Gigglepuss only has access to women he’s related to in Iowa. He’s making up for lost time and laughing like a girl. He also only holds a woman’s hands directly over their crotch. Real talk.

MOTHER OF KALE has a mild aneurysm and blacks out. She basically asks Gigglepuss why he makes out with other girls, but asks as if she just noticed this. What does she do all night at these cocktail parties? Does she just look at salads and debate which vegetable she’ll name her next kid after? Spinach and Artichoke Dip is my vote. My guess is where she’s from, that’s considered a vegetable.

Becca gets a rose and now I need to figure out who the hell she is. THANKS.

Second date is with the fertility nurse who talks like a baby. Fertility. Kids movies. Fern Gully. I dub thee FERT GULLY. They go to Saddlerock in Malibu, mere miles from where I went to high school. Fairly sure my cousin was married there. This is a nice spot and there’s a mountain that looks like a cat which brought me tons of joys every time I drop DURING CLASS AFTER SCHOOL to the beach.

She decides that we’re going to crash a wedding and despite how much we are meant to think this is spontaneous, it is not. I do appreciate them shooting the wedding all shady from bushes, even if everyone knew.

I don’t know if Gigglepuss is just someone who falls in love at weddings or when drunk, both which are LOVE HEROIN™, but he seemed like he dug FERT GULLY, especially when he dropped the uber subtle clue about “seeing himself marrying her.” So there’s that. Garden State. The Shins.

Instead of a cocktail party, we opted for an all day pool party. Of course, this is useful for two reasons. The first is obvious. Day drinking in the hot sun makes for a drunker rose ceremony. But the second reason I am proud to have figured out. It’s definitely the way they get girls in bathing suits to cry so that in the COMING UP THIS SEASON ON THE BACHELOR MONTAGE in episode one, there’s the potential that any of the girls could have made it to a tropical vacation trip, or better, the fantasy suites. They are getting smarter. Clever girl.

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Kartrashian is a hot mess the entire time, alternating between crying and laughing in rapid succession and then kissing like a virgin, meaning, she like stands, awkwardly almost yanks Gigglepuss off a roof, all kinds of rookie mistakes. Sexy isn’t dying after rolling down a Spanish tiled roof to your doom. It ain’t belly rings either (not since the oughties).

Juelia (spelling?) decides she is going to pick a pool party as the right place to tell the world’s most horrible story about her dead husband threatening to kill himself when they just had a newborn and then actually doing that. Chris handles it well, but definitely regretted THE LAST MARGARITA™.

Bratzny grabs a make out and then Jade (who is a Playmate, FYI) cuddles him in bed in her stilettos, which I’m sure all of you do at home, yeah? GIRLS. So predictable. I mean, if I had a dollar for everytime a secret playmate wanted to cuddle in bed I’d have more dollars than the AMAZING JAR™ or at least more than Jade has after her first feature dance at Spearmint Rhino.

There’s a weird hot tub situation with Flight Recorder, who literally won’t leave. She’s like in old war movies when the archers are gonna shoot and the captain keeps being like HOOOOOLD. Only she never fired. She just sat there with presumably the lion’s share of her ass hanging out.

Rose ceremony, three folks we barely knew are gone. One, the teacher I think, seemed great. Lucky her to be gone. Also, three weeks in, we are basically an all white cast again. Do better, guys. This is crazy.

That said, loved this week and last. I’m all in for this season. Share this around and follow me below so we can cuddle. I’ll wear my stilettos.

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