The night opens with Chris Squared crashing Bachelor viewing parties around the greater Los Angeles area, making drunk women wet themselves, drop shot glasses, and confirm that this show brings out the worst in people.
Britt confronts Carly about the things said on camera, and everyone else on stage feels the need to talk over one another. This sounds like what might go on in a middle school guidance counselor's office, except everyone has way better eyebrows.
Chris Harrison steps in when Jillian gets "a little too jacked up." Pun intended? Definitely pun intended.
Carly says it all.
Britt is acting like an actress because, GUESS WHAT, a waitress in LA sells her soul to become EXACTLY THAT.
Say "dude" again, Britt. Just say it again.
Chris Harrison should charge by the second when he talks these women off of a cliff. Five minutes with Britt and Kelsey and he could retire in May and have his nonexistent grandkids set for life.
Psychotic Kelsey is back with her dead shark eyes and gluten-free, anti-vaccination mom haircut.
Every time Kelsey opens her mouth its as if to say:
While she fake cries and sniffles, a high-pitched voice asks to say something.
Overlord Chris Harrison says no.
Trina took a break from bleaching her asshole to join us tonight. Bless your heart, Trina.
Samantha speaks! She has vocal cords!
The legitimacy of Kelsey's story is questioned, as it has been by people across the country and in Canada.
Personally, I think it boils down to her just being dead inside and having a strong background in community theater.
And here we have The Ballad of Onion Ashley.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.
But whenever Onion Ashley was around, we were all afraid. So very, very afraid.
She's articulate enough to explain her Mesa Verde reference, her obsession with the onion, and accusations of betting on the contestants.
Chris Harrison formally invites her to participate in the next season of Bachelor in Paradise, did she accept? I was too ticked off by the lack of explanation in her interview.
We really don't need to revisit Jade's experience on the show. It was boring until she got nakey and then boring again when Chris said he was okay with it (even though he totally wasn't).
People keep talking about Chris' blog. He has a blog?
Is it better than mine?
Is he prettier than me?
Time to call him out on his lack of eye contact, ladies.
And Britt's already crying.
Kaitlyn's asking for an explanation for the abrupt departure, but she's not going to get one.
Chris is unable to articulate anything that isn't scripted or pieced together with long, audible sighs. He is also unable to maintain eye contact in those situations.
The real world is made up of those situations. So good luck to Becca or Whitney, or even Britt at this point, because you're looking at a life of unanswered questions and starch-filled dinners. The human body doesn't digest corn, just saying.
After the much needed blooper reel, I realize I've never hated someone's laugh so much.
Chris Harrison wrote a romance novel. Fabio isn't on the cover so it won't reach its core market anytime soon.
The dramatic season finAHle (gag me) followed by a LIVE After The Final Rose.
We're gonna be glued to the tube for 3 straight hours.
May Beyonce be with you.