(Fast Forward to the 9:15 Mark)
"Oh, Boo hoo. Other chicks in the house no like me so I'm gonna hide in the comer of this room behind a suitcase." What the fuck is this kindergarten? Grow up sweet tits. This is the Bachelor. Go big or go home. What, other girls in the house are talking shit about the hottest girl left? Shocker! If I had a dime for every time a busted chick talked smack about another chick just because she was hotter I'd be a billionaire.
As a dude what the fuck is going through your head when your talking to a girl you want to date and they are crouching by themselves in the corner of a room? You want to marry this chick? Fuck no. This isnt that equation many of you guys are thinking of. Crazy + Hotchick = Goddess in the bedroom. This is a different kinda crazy. Bet this Blakely chick only likes the missionary position and is the kinda girl that will be in a relationship with you for a few months, then pack her shit and leave for no reason without any notice. One day you come home from work and the only this she left is a horibly written note, a few mismatch socks and an almost empty bottle of Astroglide. If I were the bachelor I'd stay far away from this chick.
Nice fuckin hiding spot bitch. Could barely see you.
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