This week, on the Bachelor, AshLee
discovers what true love is, (but still not how to spell her name), Sean is
still blonde and more wine is drank in a field.
Everyone looks up to their dad still and we cry about it because that’s
what you do when you’re thinking about how awesome your dad is – minus
Catherine, her dad is batshit crazy but that gives us something else to cry
about. We’re all scared and in love
and walking dogs and shit. So far, so
good.
AshLee then tells her parents at
dinner that she fucked Sean at the beach and the word “intention” is thrown
around a lot at the awkward after dinner porch accosting by mom and
moustache.
Yeah, Sean. The parents that let their daughter get
married at seventeen really give a screwdriver if you propose now.
Now moustache is making me cry
because he says some legit shit and the cute ass dinner table they have set up
in the park makes us all mad we weren’t foster children on The Bachelor.
Up at bat is Catherine. Her sisters blow but no one is worried
because we all already know she won.
She’s fun and pretty and always has some story about how sad her family
is and let’s be honest—that tan won’t quit.
She brings out Sean’s “silly” side and who doesn’t want to see a seven
foot basket of happy being ridiculous in a fish market.
Okay, it’s official. Sisters on The
Bachelor are hands down the. Worst.
These broads have been sippin the jelly juice at this trainwreck of an
introduction and everyone can just back off because Catherine has the best tan
and that is the end.
Can’t wait for Dez’s hometown
because her brother sounds bitchier than those Hawaiin wannabe stepsisters at
Catherine’s.