That was the WRONG one.
In time, you will discover that.
Surely a date in a lake that smells like farts is a sign, isn't it?
A shout out to my girlies who are all gathered at Tanya's tonight. I bowed out - on account of having to work at 8 tomorrow morning and having a horrendous sleep last night. I'm beyond tired...and am going to have to record the "After the Rose" show. I know now who he's chosen, and now I'm mad at myself for having lost out on a good hour or two of sleep.
Bring on the next Bachelorette!
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