Thanks to Jimmy Kimmel, I spent most of my time watching The Bachelor equally annoyed, mortified and as confused as a chameleon in a bag of Skittles. I understand that he came on board to specifically play the role of “comedian who specializes in making people uncomfortable,” but I found myself rolling my eyes more than hiding behind a couch cushion or laughing. His hosting stint majorly backfired on me and I have NO IDEA why in the world ABC would choose to get rid of Our Host Chris Harrison when he executes his duties with such aplomb each episode. That’s weak, ABC. W-E-A-K.
And instead of thinking the addition of an “amazing” tip jar was a funny idea, I kept wondering how these girls, who are stripped of all personal items once they enter the Thunderdome, have so many dollar bills lying around? Is there a pole somewhere we don’t know about? Read More