Apparently I spoke too soon because Deena has decided to keep the water fight going. She runs around uselessly, firing off a short here or there with a puny little water gun. But she's outnumbered and not in the way that worked for those ab-flashers from 300. In a way that ends with Pauly tipping her head first into the hot tub and Vinny putting the cover over her while she's still submerged. As we go to break, Deena still has not emerged from the STD-laden waters. Cliffhanger!
The next morning, it wouldn't be a complete summer without Pauly annoying the shit out of everyone one last time. Title card: "WAKE UP YEAH!" He grabs not one but two smoke alarms and heads into each and every room in the house, climbing on the beds and screaming at his roommates. JWOWW admits she won't miss the screaming, and the kids start packing. Snooki packs the most colorful items, including Lola the Vegas Hooker Bunny (much worse for the wear) and a bottle of some sort of liquor. (Obviously she didn't fully learn her lesson when she bought that big-ass bottle of wine in Italy, put it in her suitcase, then broke it five steps later.) For his part, Sitch finds a misplaced bra under his bed, holds it up to the cameras, and laughs like Butt-head or a proud dog. Good boy, Sitchy! Good boy!
The first taxi arrives, and SamRo 2.0 are first to depart. Ronnie is amazed how far they've come and actually acknowledges to his disgusting, glasses-smashing behavior the year before. (Note I didn't say "apologizes for" it.) He thinks the post-Shore reality might actually just work out for them this time. Sammi is amazed they didn't try to murder each other for three whole weeks in a row. "This is like a normal couple," she says. Ronnie: "Define 'normal.'"
Back at the house, Vinny jokes that now the kids can have the smush room back. Pauly gets in one last bromance insinuation, laughing, "I thought our room was the smush room!" Roger arrives with roses for JWOWW. "Sitchstradamus" claims to see the future -- Roger is going to get it in tonight. As she leaves, JWOWW compares the 110 days she has spent with the roommates to a jail sentence. Funny, that's just how I've felt these last 23 weeks with you jackbags!