There were two things last night that I wanted to happen: 1. I prayed to the good Lord that Jillian would take the forgo card from the date with “He Who Must Not Be Named” and tear it up into tiny little pieces. 2. I wanted Kiptynite to say, “My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die!” and have a sword fight with Jillian. That would
I’m not even going to give him the satisfaction of writing his name. I’m just going to say HALLELUJAH one more time and go write. You guys discuss below. Recap coming up!
I have to admit. I was rooting for our girl last night. She was standing there— twirling that fourth boutonniere in her fingers—licking her lips—pausing for dramatic suspense—and I was rooting for her. I was verbally WILLING her to say Jesse’s name. Heck…I said Jesse’s name. I chanted it over and over and over again, but my gut told me we would have another week of smarmy Wes Hayden and
Jillian is really Wes Hayden’s publicist. If you think about it…it makes sense. I bet her real name is Laurel. Am I right? Sound off below. Recap coming up.
My original thought was to say the recap was brought to you by Jillian’s unwashed vegetables. But that was lame. Then I thought about the recap being sponsored by Tanner’s junk. When I threw up a little in my mouth, I decided against it. MANGO, MANGO IT IS!!! SIMPLE DISCLAIMER The following information you are about to read is of personal opinion. You probably aren’t even reading this because the
