UO, but I'm finding this season's back end a lot more entertaining that last year's. Granted, I only watch BBAD (and read everything on this board), but I've been FFing far less (other than, like, Jess', like, whine/blame sesh with, like, Nicole. Like, blech). Their made-up games about swapping names, getting tattoos of HGs on their asses, and even most of the re-creation of the BB intro... parts of this silliness made me laugh. A fuckload better than watching silent pool playing. And goldangit if Christie is not continuing to grow on me, like a fungus in a shower. When Cliff spiked her soda with beef bouillon and she gagged into the sink, geez, she was really good-natured about it! (I always get an image of that little ingrate Paulie crying about having to put some fucking pie filling into a shell. My kingdom for someone who has a gif of him in the chef's hat, despondently waving a tiny American flag with red, swollen eyes.) Plus, many weeks ago back when Jack (hork) was still in the house, a bunch of them were having a convo about imagining how people with different first names would write restaurant/club reviews(?) - and Christie said "Jennifer.... she'd drive home and be writing a really detailed review in her head but then would get home and be like, 'fuck it'." My name is Jennifer, and holy shit did she hit the nail on the head.
Call it Stockholm Syndrome, but I'm not hating this group.