the bach: 5.

clip of the week: a crying bachelorette.

i don't think much needs to be said about the shopping spree prada date. universally understood among the female race: best date ever.

michelle is crazy.

hypothetical question: if a girl can't drive a stick shift, does that take her out of the running for the nascar date? because if i were a bachelorette, i couldn't do it and i would be really really really sad to miss out on the nascar date. shucks.

there are still bachelorettes coming out of the woodwork. like britt the food writer and lisa m. i don't know where they came from but it's neither here nor there. they'll go before too long.

brad: "i'm feeling worse coming into this group date. i'm just seeing how emotional these women are"

duh.

michelle is crazy.

bah! my eyes! brad... spandex... a harness... flying. bah. bah. bah! myyyy eyyyyyessss.

a therapist. on the patio. waiting for the landline to ring.

and then there's the girl who thought it endearing to write brad a letter to tell him how she was feeling. poor girl never grew out of 7th grade... never learned that adults don't write letters.

michelle is crazy.

CRAZY.

and awkward, no?