And down the stretch they come …neck and neck, Jef F slightly out front with Sean and Arie coming on fast. I should’ve made a race car reference I guess, because of Arie. Oh, well …last night started as a three-horse race and now we’re down to the final two. I know the spoilers are out there and ABC is suing Reality Steve because he somehow figured out who won and wrote about it, but I won’t sneak a peak. I’m going to write in blissful ignorance and let love rule.
Last night was “Fantasy Suite” night on The Bachelorette, the night when bachelors and bachelorettes “try each other on”, if you will. They’ve sorta gotten to know each other over a month or so, they’ve all smashed face countless times, and now it’s time to bed down and do some heavy petting …or more. But not so fast, ya horndogs! Big points to Emily for not slutting-out like every other bachelor or bachelorette who’s ever been on this show. For the most part, people on this show, to quote R. Kelly, “don’t see nothin’ wrong …with a little bump n’ grind.” I know, I know …they all say, “nothing happened once the door closed” and “we just used the private time to really get to know each other better without all the cameras.” Um, I don’t believe it for a second. Everyone gets to second-base or third-base in the fantasy suite, I’m sure of it.