Monday, March 16, 2015

The Bachelor/Bachelorette

I’ve unashamedly watched almost every season of the Bachelor/Bachelorette.   I believe I missed the first two seasons.  There have been some doozy seasons with some nutzoh participants, but the most boring season evah was this past season with Chris Soules.  Prince Farming?  Please!  Most of those poor chicks didn’t even get to travel much before being kicked off.   Should be a sign of what’s to come for Whitney.

I read in Reality Steve’s spoilers that Chris picked Whitney, and from the beginning, I just couldn’t believe it was true.  That voice!   I almost got used to it, but that’s not important.  What is important is that this chick, well established in her career as a fertility nurse, is chucking it all for a man she met some six weeks before deciding to give it up to move to a farm in a desolate town.  I speculate that Chris and his family have some moolah, but I’d be a little surprised if Chris and Whitney actually make it to the altar.  

If you like to know everything that happens before it happens on the Bachelorette, visit Reality Steve.  If you don’t, don’t even click the link!!!

Kaitlyn Bristowe (Left)        Britt Nilsson (Right)
The only good thing that came from this season is a switch up with the kickoff of The Bachelorette in a couple of months.   The men get to choose between Kaitlyn and Britt to be the Bachelorette.   I’d lay odds they’ll pick Britt, not because she’s wife-material, but because she’s so pretty; but that whole not taking a shower or washing her hair or shaving her legs thing Britt had going on may override her good looks.  Kaitlyn is cute, but she’s not as cute and sexy as the beautiful Britt.

I’m not saying Britt is not wife material.  What do I care know?  I’m just saying that men and women are superficial enough to go for the looks. 

I think I’d rather watch Britt because I’m superficial myself, and I’d rather watch someone who is beautiful and whacky than the sane and demure Kaitlyn.

Thursday, March 12, 2015

Nine Asses

Silly Blogger, comments are for grownups!

If you enjoy watching children on playgrounds, go find a blogging community.   Bloggers can so easily get their knickers wedged.

“You don’t agree with me, so we can’t be friends.”
“I don’t like that blogger, so you can’t either.”
“I deleted my post because….”
My favorite is “Comments are so mean today!  I’m going to shut down my whole blog and never blog again.  Ever.   Until tomorrow after everybody begs me not to go.”

Nine Asses!
Erg.   I mean asinine.
Or asi-mine for reading it.
Or asi-you for agreeing with me.
Or asi-them for writing it!

That’s only 3 asses.

The rest of the asses are on a site called Get Off My Internets.   Stupid name for a stupid site.   They call it GOMI.  I call it a gaggle of meowing idiots.   Cats and meows.   You know it’s a bunch of whiney women behind that one.

They call it snark, but it’s not.  They are vicious.   Snark is pointed sarcasm.  There’s a difference in what I do and what they do.   And that, my fellow snarcasm lovers, is called justification for me doing what they are doing.

Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Shocking Behavior

Reckon it would be acceptable to attach electrodes to his male parts and zap?  And when would we zap?  Every time he opens his mouth.