Thanks so much for your patience with this post. I’ve been all around East Texas visiting rigs today. In the rain. How I do love my job! It’s a good thing I had my pink hard hat to protect me from the humidity. OK. Let’s get one thing straight. I’m assuming there is a box to check on the Bachelor application that said something along the lines of: “Check
Now there’s a sentence I never expected to write on my website. Seriously Brian. Words can hardly express my reaction to your slow motion strip tease. Yes, it was mainly due to the fact that I was quite literally behind the sofa cushion because I was embarrassed for you and could only muster enough courage to occasionally peek out and see the other boys laughing. Plus, I was watching the
I’m going to go ahead and say it again. I like Jillian. I liked her the moment she slathered mustard on her hot dog last year. And I hate mustard. I think she is cool and fun and deserves every happiness the ABC intern can create for her on a roof top or beach with just a few hundred candles. With that said, she’s going to have to
Here’s my recommendation for Jillian: slay the dude who likes to call you Hot Tub Harris first. Then move on to the one who thinks he’s God’s gift to women. I say keep the foot guy. For the sake of my website. First recap of Jillian’s fairy tale romance on the way.
