Bromance continues to entertain, and while only one guy cried this week (down from about eight last week), there was still plenty to enjoy. Homoeroticism still ran amuck, as evidenced by the screenshot above which features Frankie and Sleazy T checking Brody out in the shower. Granted, that scene felt incredibly staged, but it wasn’t exactly untrue to the spirit of the series.
Anyway, this week the supplicants had to first impress Lauren Conrad in a low-rent version of the dating game, and while I’d love to share how amusing this segment was, I found it to be rather forgettable. More interesting was the big challenge of the episode in which the guys had to create activities that demonstrated their interests and personalities. Luke dug up a neat miniature golf course in the backyard; Derek assembled a stupid Slip ‘n’ Slide contraption; Alex  quickly becoming the frontrunner â€â€Ã‚ engaged in a funky musical jam session (the only activity that looked both genuine to his personality and like something he’d actually do on a Saturday afternoon); Gary led a rather unfortunate dance class; Chris crashed and bombed with an ill-advised stand-up routine (seriously? That’s what you do for fun? You set up a stage and do stand-up in your house?); and Femi puzzled everyone with a rambling critique of everyone’s style. Of course, this lecture on style turned bizarre when he revealed that he not only had pit stains so big they almost connected, but that he was also going to get a tattoo that looked exactly like Brody’s. There was a big hullabaloo about Femi being a copycat, which he was, but I didn’t think it was that bad. I mean, these guys acted as if a tattoo in Old English font was the most unique thing in the world. Tattoos are tattoos. Look how many guys get the stupid tribal band or how many girls get the tramp stamp. Originality is not the genre’s forté. Personally, I was more confused as to how a tattoo artist appeared out of nowhere with an entire settup inside the house.
Nevertheless, onto the photocap…
