...but i am DIGGING this season's Bachelor.
6'7", British (won't hold that against him), banker (also won't hold that against him), relaxed sense of humor, lips are a bit thin, they can't all be jeff goldblum.
of course nothing is set in stone until i get my first gratuitous six-pack gut shot.
[is it weird that when he says he is looking for a "genuine girl" i shout at the tv screen, "i'm genuine, i'm genuine!!"....or is it worse that my hubby is sitting right next to me and hasn't even bothered to lift his head from his triump-the-dog you tube searches]
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ds wouldn't sleep so i missed the premiere. grrrrr. but i saw "the batch" in the promos and i'd like to share some fish and chips with that bloke. (beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!)
cough.
i'm still laughing at the "I'm genuine" part!
i think i may have to "beep" this whole irish clan.
thanks to Gordon I'm teaching myself to say "chips" for fries! and to say biscuits for cookies. and to make love to men. yaaaaaay, Brits!
watched the rose ceremony last night. is that the grizzliest collection of ladies yet? or am i still numb from megans departure from rock of love (the deepest of deep guttural sighs)?
i did like the short blonde with the natties, tho. may have to watch again.
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