You know that feeling you get when Julia Roberts say's to Hugh Grant, "I'm just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her?" in Notting Hill? You know that, I wanna punch someone for making me watch this stupid movie-feeling? Well that's how I feel when I have to watch, listen, or be reminded of the TV show "The Bachelor". Women say it's mindless entertainment, right? But it's more than that. Take this years show; the dude's a complete moron. I was forced to watch the latest episode during my lunch break (the GF was knee deep in the drama, hording the flat screen) so I've earned the right to completely destroy this gym-class flunky.
1) The guy was obviously an underachiever in the female dept before this show. He's about as interesting as a Q-tip covered in earwax. Lame encapsulates him.
2)He's waaaaaaaay too emotional for a guy. Maybe he's secretly interested in other erotic avenues; time will tell.
3) He tells every chick that he's falling in love with them? If the guy were out to hammer each of 'em, then kudos on the strategy. But he's not. He's bullshitting for the the sake of WHAT?
4) Probably the biggest problem I have with the guy is that he comes off like the type of guy that tells another dude's girlfriend that she's too good for him. A serious accusation by me, yes, but he fits the bill.
If you watch this show, do I think it's the biggest waste of time? Yes. Do I think supporting the dipshits that seek out love on a television show is absolutely stupid? Yes. But I'm sure I'll watch another episode b/c I'm a decent guy who'll sit through it with my GF. And the whole time I'll be wishing I was watching Steven Seagal: Lawman...because he's a bad ass.
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