The nonstop parade of Sheila-isms continued on last night’s Big Brother as the reigning cougar of the house plotted the ouster of Natalie. It’s sort of sad watching this once proud alliance cannibalize itself, but it was the inevitable post-James outcome. Either way, the two guys are sitting pretty. All three girls seem determined to go with them to the final three. Strategy-wise, it makes sense for Sheila to target Natalie because she does seem to be an endurance queen, but still, whenever two people are jockeying for a third spot in an alliance, the smartest thing they can do is join forces and turn the tables (Janelle and Erika against Chill Town, anyone?). That probably won’t happen though.
Also, all this drama over Natalie is sort of redundant. Sheila’s ultimately afraid that Natalie’s gonna target her next week (something that’s not entirely out of the question), and while no one likes to feel like a target, the truth is that no matter who wins HOH, Sheila will still have to lay it all out for POV. She’ll need it to either take herself off the block or keep herself from the block. No matter what, if she loses, she’s going up. (Although, technically, I guess if she’s not nominated and the HOH wins the veto, there are better odds that she’ll stay off the block despite losing). Point is that the girls are putting too much weight into the nomination process. Now, if Natalie were to cast the deciding vote between Sheila and one of the guys, well, then yeah, there might be some problems there…
But until then, the photocap!
“Yew know wut? Every once in a while I like to blend in with a pile of pillows. KNOW THAT!!”
“Hey bro, I totally made a bro-mess with this orange.”
“Sharon, I knew it would be a nighttime veto! My preemies were right! I told myself it was gonna happen either during the day or during the night. I knew it!”
“Yew know wut, CBS? Yew don’t owe me a daytime veto, but ya kinda dew!”
“Hey bro, you mind if I spit into this protein powder?”
“Yew know wut? Natalie’s a frickin puzzle genius! If none of us win this veto, I would die. Die inside. DIE!!!”
“IIIIII think I’ll win because you can’t spell ‘Natalie’ without an ‘i’ and an ‘n.’ And the ‘w’ gets turned upside down to be the ‘m’ in ‘me.’ So who’s gonna win? Me, Natalie!”
“Julie, is this Hollywood Squares? Where’s Whoopi?”
The FUR-RRIEND in the upper right hand corner has a very modern hairstyle. And yet, it’s a bit troublesome…
This is actually a layout from Mom Jeans Quarterly
“I’m so mesmerized by Jen’s beauty, and I’m not just saying that because I suddenly realized I haven’t pined for her at all over the past eight weeks.”
“Yew know wut? I’m not afraid of technology, even though I’m FORTY FIVE YEARS OLD! KNOW THAT!!!”
“Look at all my BEEEBIEES!!! BEEP BOOP BEEEP BEEP BEEP!!! Ugh, and there’s Jacob on the side. GOOOOOD LORD!!!”
“Yew know wut? Dick’s body just did it for me. The flabby torso, the ill-fitting jeans, the ’80s shirt, the mild hunchback. It just has to be. HAS TO BE!!!”
“Yew know wut, remowte controwl? Yew don’t owe me to change channels quicker, but ya kinda dew!”
“Yew know wut? The winner of the golden power of veto is Adam. KNOW THAT!!!!”
“Yew know wut? Sometimes I put my hair in a nice and simple ponytail. Otherwise it all gets too confiscated.”
“Baller, I think I’m gonna run out of Jesus tape.”
“Yew know wut? I just turned forty-six… AND YOU KNEW THAT!!”
“Yew know wut? Yew don’t owe me a larger cake, but ya kinda dew!”
“Thank yew. (sniff sniff) THANK YEW!!!”
“Yew know wut? My mom’s favorite show is Big Brother. I didn’t KNOW THAT!”
“Wow, bro. I feel so bro right now.”
“Yew know wut? If yew tew split the votes, I would die. Die inside. DIE!!”
“I wanted my hair to be red, but Jesus wanted it to be blonde — so we split and did both!”
“Adam, I just want to say beep boop beep.”
“And to you, Sharon, I’d like to say, gabba gabba gabba.”
“Bro.”
“Yew know wut? If yew people don’t start speakin’ some frickin English in here, I’m gonna die. Die inside. DIE!!!”
