Back at the manse, the group date card arrives: "Let's BARE our souls." This has the guys excited about getting bare nekkid and dropping trow. Boys will be boys, I guess. And BOY is this date fun: exotic dancing for "charity." (I'm sorry - "Bachelor Gives Back" is a little too broad for me to doff my clothes in front of a live audience. Gives Back to what?!) Some of the guys are a little nervous, and others are busy staring at Josh M's abs, but they all manage to pull it off. (Their pants, that is - hey-oh!) It's all very Magic Mike: firemen, soldiers, a pilot...and a robot. Poor Nick S. In what universe is a stripping robot sexy? More on that later. I was happy to see Sharleen (opera singer) and Kelly (dog-lover) hanging out with Andi - and what better entertainment than this.
Perhaps I spoke too soon - later that evening, Craig gets hammered (or, as Andi puts it, annihilated), and jumps into the pool with his clothes on. But before the producers can escort him home, he manages to ask Andi the most ridiculous question ever: "What's the worst thing about your parents?" To be fair, Andi did say he could ask her anything, but...cue the crickets. And the exit limo. Marcus gets the rose for being her Maverick. Two o's in Goose, boys.
Four guys are hoping to score that last date card, but when it arrives it's Farmer Chris's turn. They hit the Santa Anita racetrack and shockingly (or not) pick the winning horse. They chat with a couple
It's Rose Ceremony time, and the guys who haven't had time with Andi are panicked. But none more than Craig, who knows he's on the chopping block so pulls her aside and plays her an apology tune (actually, there wasn't really a tune) begging to stay another day. Marquel is wearing the craziest shirt/tie combo I have ever seen, and Josh is so adorably tongue-tied around her that he goes in for the tongue kiss. (see what I did there?) He claims he hasn't dated anyone in FIVE YEARS. Doubtful.
But he of course gets the rose, as does everyone but Craig (guess that song played to deaf ears), Nick S (the robot) and Carl, who I did not recognize in those goofy glasses. You're a fireman, man - bare your chest! The end credits rolled over some fantastic robotic rapping and dancing from an exiting Nick S - probably the highlight of the night for me. And next week it's two nights in a row. #lordhelpus
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