
Douche Above!
I feel this Bachelorette post will be best expressed in private letters to a few of the gentlemen:
Dear Tanner,
You big wanged freak. I love that your filter has completely disintegrated and you can only tell the truth/what's on your mind. It is very amusing, yet strange, and also delightful. I find you quite enjoyable actually. I'm going to miss your doey eyes and pointy ears. I hope you find the mango mango feet your looking for soon.
Dear Wes,
What's it like to be such an obvious prick? You're an as*hole with boogers in your nose. Go back to Texas (alone). Also, it's annoying how you act like you like brunettes. I'm willing to bet you've never dated a brown haired beauty, so, for that fact alone, I hope you get a bladder infection. Your band next week?! EARTH TO JILLIAN! Wake up buttercup.
Dear Reid,
You are so cute. I think your neurotic ways are funny and entertain me. I loved when you told Jillian she wasn't on your list either. Ha ha. Nice one. Call me.
Dear Jake,
See you soon. Thank God that you come back...I don't understand why dudes don't say anything. I'd straight be putting names in my mouth, you heard? I mean, you all heard Wes say how awful he is...TELL HER NOW PLEASE. (Plus, it's embarassing for her)
Dearest Robbie,
Don't be sad. She couldn't do any cool bartending tricks anyway. You'll be okay. Sorry you had to stand outside the train all sad-like. You looked good though, promise.
Until next week fellas,
cara