In an effort to procrastinate from my real work, I decided to throw together this impromptu photocap of The Real World/Road Rules Challenge. I’m happy to report that the new season, titled The Duel II, seems to be off to an exciting start. CT threw his traditional pre-challenge punch, which got him sent packing back to Southie. Meanwhile, everyone else slutted it up in New Zealand, and when they weren’t exchanging bodily fluids, they were attempting to strategize with the most Byzantine set of plans that I’ve seen on reality TV. It made no sense, and if it did, I couldn’t follow it. Not that it really matters. When these kids aren’t hooking up or fighting, I tend to just zone them all out. Anyway, fun times after the jump…
“Mmmmmmmmm your STD tastes delicious!”
Diem: “I have two questions for you, Adam. First: was CT hooking up with anyone? Second: why am I so awful?”
“You know what I say, Adam? I say you bettah kiss me before I rip your clothes off you.”
“Where the hell is that wicked pissah, Adam. No one walks away from me when I’m trying to give a blowjob.”
“I’m gonna give Adam a beating like he’s nevah had before in his life. And then I’m gonna BLOW him!”
Aneesa: “I swear to God, Shauvon, I will EAT you alive! Seriously. I’m very hungry. I haven’t had breakfast yet. Does anyone have any hollandaise sauce I can put on this bitch?”
“I’m gonna drink that bottle of wine. And that bottle of wine. And THAT bottle of wine. And that one too!”
Eric: “Oooh, Aneesa on ice. Did somebody say dinner? Gnom nom nom.”
MJ: “There once was a time when I thought I could go pro in the NFL. Now I’m pushing an alcoholic floozy around on a block of ice. Yeah, life is awesome.”
Rachel takes the win in this special game of Herpes Curling.
“Okay, Ryan, listen up. I have a very convoluted plan to discuss with you. We’ll be chatting about it for about fifteen minutes of on-air time, at the end of which, the audience will still be confused and ever so slightly bored.”
“Rachel, I DEFY you to stack another pillow in between us.”
Paula: “Well this certainly is funereal.”
Ryan: “Seriously, MJ. The hair. Seriously.”
Kim: “I don’t like that sign. It’s very ghet-toww.”
“I heard there’s a bottle of Boones and some Skittles at the top of this thing. Must… climb… higher…”
