I didn't see Tawm's snide slide tackle there until this morning. Oh well. Bye, bitch.
We start the first morning of the Double Deuces Phase with
@Striiker on the clock,
@BiggE on deck,
@Young Sandwich on the lido deck, and GKJ on the lido afterdeck. Make sure you thoroughly consume that OP so you have the beginnings of an understanding of the rules for these categories. I fully expect them to collapse at some point, but let's carry on carrying on until they fall apart. It wouldn't be the Quackverse without Maximum Chaos
TM.
I finished the second season of "Alice in Borderland," and it rules. It's a big step up from season one, which was pretty cool anyway. When I finished that, I started watching the second season of "Singles Inferno." This show is different from all the other Korean dating shows I watch - where they are painfully REAL, "Singles Inferno" is all about the hotness. Hot people, hot bodies, one hot week on an island. Because of that, you don't get the feels in your heart over what happens. You get the feels ... elsewhere, innit. In the first season there was really just one girl who was ridiculously hot - this time four out of the five are quite scrumptious in different ways, but one of them is an unbelievable rocket. The problem with her is that she lives or has lived in the US, so she slips into English all the time, and hot Korean girls get WAY less hot and more cold when they speak English - if you have ever experienced this, you will know what I'm talking about. Girls speaking Korean just hit you differently. She is just as hot as all balls, though.
Anyway, they can't tell each other their age or occupation until they match and go to "Paradise," where they stay in a luxury hotel for the night. One of the guys is this unbelievable meathead. You know the type - bench-pressing everything in sight all the time, hammering protein powder and meat, etc. These f***ing guys all over the world are always the same - they have NOTHING in their heads. They notice and memorize some lines that normal humans use in certain situations, but otherwise can't process communication and get it through the vacuum of their skull cavity.
So this guy wins a date to Paradise, and it's so f***ing awkward. The girl is trying to tell him she wants to go slow and make up her mind about who she likes after some time has passed, and he keeps asking her questions which pressure her to make a decision. He just can't think of anything else to say. He's so f***ing thick it does my head in. Then they get to each other's occupations and he says "I'm a doctor." I was like "wut." She asks him what his specialty is, and he goes "Plastic surgery."
I can't.
