Hey guys. You know, every week I come here in this space to talk about Road Rules and I was thinking, maybe we can talk about something else this time? You know, like I'll talk a little about my day and then I'll tell you how much I liked Hedwig and the Angry Inch and then I'll tell some funny-ish story from my childhood and you'll laugh harder than you should just to make me feel good and I'll draw you the tattoo I'm thinking of getting and you'll tell me it's cool but that I shouldn't get a tattoo and then we'll go get a Slurpee, play on the swings at my old school, and everything will be good. Can we do that? Just once? No? Crap.
Previously on blah blah...Ellen got mad when ADDam didn't clink glasses with her during a toast. Ellen then flipped him off and said that Adam turns into Dr. Jekyll when he doesn't take his meds and holy shit we better not still be on the Adam/meds thing because I was already bored of this story line when I was fifteen. We end with a montage of Adam yelling in the marketplace in Fez and a toothless Moroccan yelling back. What Adam doesn't know is that the dude is actually yelling, "Take your fucking meds, you dumb American shit," in French.
Opening. Things are different. No they're not. They still suck and I still have to sit here every week telling you about them. Man, I never thought in a million years that I'd miss Holly or Theo, but I do. I so do. I would miss Msaada but B/M is pretty much treating Steve just the way they used to treat her, so I feel as if she's still around. Shots of the kids. Of missions. Someone could get booted. I Jis-wonder who.
Some town. The Tioga. The Moroccan chanting plays very loudly -- it's that yelling/singing that, to me, just sounds like, "Now we slit your belly open for looking at our women the wrong way." People. Walking. The Tioga. Great opening. Now we're in the RV and Ellen is wiping something off Adam's mouth -- an action she's used to doing, but to herself -- as she floats that she likes ADDam and they're attracted to each other, but she doesn't understand how he can go from being secure and sweet to being an ass. Yeah, it's a fucking mystery how you could possibly elicit mixed signals from a man.
Hotel lobby. Somewhere. Time line is all "Jigga-when?" as Blair has a big ol' bandage or something around his neck. Good job, B/M. They didn't, like, think that would throw us? Fuckers. Anyway, Ellen is standing there in a bathrobe with no makeup on, smoking, and Adam tells Blair that Ellen looks like trailer trash right then. Ellen takes off her bathrobe as she mumbles, "Such an ass." I guess that's our example of Adam being a dick, but in her bathrobe and smoking in the lobby, she totally does look like trailer trash. And she took off the robe, which just makes her look wimpy wimpy wimpy. She sluts on that Adam will be the first one to talk shit, but then if you talk shit back about his behavior, he'll just say that he didn't take his medicine. Yeah! Of course. He's a baby. You're all babies! Babies complaining about babies. It's like hearing the thoughts of infants, watching this show sometimes. Like some weird Look Who's Talking sequel, but without Kirstie Alley, which is actually a good thing.