Well readers…I hate to say it, but last night was torture. I truly feel like ABC is doing everything they can to jump the shark this season by turning a perfectly annoying reality TV show into something perfectly ridiculous. Not only do we have to sit through the inner monologue of a bizarre masked man, but they are force feeding us a lazy villain with a side of recycled Vegas
The recap will be up as soon as I write a technical paper, two newsletters and attend a business lunch. Let’s just say it’s going to be later in the day before I post my thoughts on the ridiculous road this show has chosen to take. In the meantime, the fine folks over at AOL TV Squad have generously asked me to provide a miniature recap each and every Tuesday
My dear friends! It’s so good to be back as Ashley vies for the affection among an array of 25 chach-tastic suitors. She wasted her moment in the spotlight with Hotter Than Crap Brad and now it’s her time to shine. There will be redemption. There will be drama. And there will be a dude on the toilet wearing a Hamburglar mask. This…is The Bachelorette Season 7. SIMPLE DISCLAIMER The
The recap will be up as soon as I figure out how to efficiently work with this face mask on. I would hate for anyone at my noon meeting to judge me on my looks. In the meantime, please feel free to weigh in your initial thoughts in the comment section. Who did you think won the affection of Ashely? The mama’s boy? One of the three Josh Groban look-a-likes?
Hello my dear readers. It’s that time again. Season 7 of the Bachelorette is upon us and I can’t believe that MONDAY is the big day in which Ashley Herbert will scoff at the six weeks she foolishly allowed herself to fall in love with Hotter Than Crap Brad Womack. This brunette bombshell is the conductor of her own reality show train wreck bound for an amazing journey of love.
