Now that The Bachelorette has given out the final rose it's time for me to move on.
To be honest I haven't quite felt the same for Ali since her trip to Tahiti. To see her score with two different guys two nights in a row then be disappointed that Frank didn't let her win the triple header made my feelings toward her turn sour. On top of that, her fake tears were the nails in the coffin.
It wasn't hard to move on. In fact, my new reality TV love had been making her appearance known at about the same time as my disgust for the old.
It's Big Brother's Britney.
It took a couple of episodes to warm up to her caddy, snobby exterior, but once I discovered that she was the biggest smart alec in the staged house of ignoramus self righteous participants, I felt compelled to root for her.
Plus, her fake crying is way more realistic than what's her name.
* As a side note. Yes I have been swearing more than usual. It's a side effect to all of the reality shows I've been watching lately. I inform that I have been trying to level it out by happily watching the new series Through the Wormhole. I just wish they would exclude the goddamn close ups of Morgan Freeman's fucking face.
