Back in the bus, BritBrit says that K-Fed is too "cool" and "smooth" for her and that something must be up. Boobney voice-overs that he wouldn't say "it" so she would quickly take it back. And we see her, high as Dave Chappelle smoking hash in a Soweto flophouse, tell K-Fed that she doesn't actually feel that way. She goes on that maybe in the future she could...but not now. More commentary from Boobney and K-FedNow! about putting up walls and how it got into her head and feeling rejected, or some shit. Now BritBrit is shoveling chips into her mouth and babbling about getting caught in the moment and how K-Fed is the first guy in a while where she felt like there were a bunch of "moments" and...sigh. Please, it doesn't make any sense. Please cut to commercials or something. For the love of Xtina.

Ah! They do cut to stock footage of Dublin, Ireland! Hooray! K-Fed films BritBrit getting onto the elevator in the morning and yawning. She looks like Ashley Judd after a full night of receiving harassing drunk phone calls from Wynonna. "You were always the pretty one. Mama always liked you best. Perfect little Ashley. I hope you burn in hell! I'm sorry, I love you. Don't leave me!" K-Fed, showing absolutely no fear that he could at any moment be sent back to Fresno, or killed and dumped in the Irish Sea, sings, "Ding dong, the witch is dead." BritBrit gets into the car as she voice-overs about feeling rejected and how she sort of turned off after that. K-Fed blathers on about how BritBrit didn't want to be the first one to say "love." Please let me be the first one to say "vomit!"

Ireland. Ireland. Ireland. Backstage. Concert. BritBrit smokes. "Bad habits," says K-Fed. "What are you doing?" he asks, acting needy. She smokes and drinks wine and watches a bad movie on TV. Yikes, BritBrit is mad. Either he didn't give her the grody, unthinkable sex she needs to get back at her mom, or she's mad he left her hanging on the "love" thang. BritBrit is watching a movie about women kicking ass and she flirts that she could kick his ass if she wanted to. She voice-overs that she's blunt and it's the Southern thing in her that makes her talk like that. ["This line earned a three-way scoff from me, Kim, and Wing-- since when is bluntness a stereotypically Southern quality? And yes that means we watched the show shut up." -- Sars] She goes on to tell K-Fed that with all the aggression she has in her, she could kick "any boy's ass" in the boxing ring. With the smokes and the wine and the scary look on her face right now, I actually believe her. She continues and growls into the camera, calling all men "mama's boys" dismissively. Well, Justin.