This season’s Bachelorette, I started watching it because I was trying to launch a website about celebrity gossip, and my idea was to live blog the stupid ABC show. But the website never took off but I continued to watch this stupid stupid STUPID STUPID show. By now, it’s almost the finale – and I’m watching the lame-ass Frank fake-confess his love for his ex-girlfriend.
Here’s the thing: it’s all an act. He’s a screenwriter, he’s looking for fame, he probably never thought he would get as far as he had and when it came down to it, his plan with his stupid girlfriend was foiled.
I just want to state it for the record that the producers of the show, and its brain-dead participants, aren’t fooling anyone. Blech.
