Vanderpump Rules
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However, I will admit that I sometimes think that things are a little bit overly produced.
First of all, arent there restaurant-supply companies in Los Angeles that they could go to?
But this whole trip is really a trap.
Katie and Ariana pretending like theyre trophy wives is a trap.
Brittany thinking that shes pregnant with Jaxs baby interrupts the pairs downfall for about ten minutes.
She doesnt use birth control other than the spray and pray method, as Katie calls it.
What is wrong with Brittany?
What the hell is that thing?
It is like a skanky mullet dress: Hoochie in the front and business absolutely nowhere.
I guess that means it is perfect for Vegas.
Let me tell you a little something Ive learned from personal experience: Nothing good happens after 2 a.m.
The other thing Ive learned is not to do shots.
Never, ever, ever do shots.
But that was never the point, was it?
That was the idea all along.
Mission accomplished, everyone.
Pack up the cameras and go home.
Am I saying this was scripted?
Am I saying this was more heavily produced thanRyan Seacrest at the most recent Oscars red-carpet broadcast?
Yes, I am.
Nowthatguy was a friggin genius.
If you havent figured this out already, neither Lala nor Scheana can sing.
Lala sounds like what would happen if aVocodergot stuck in theOrgasmatronfromBarbarella.
Lala tells James that he cant have one drink before the show or else hell ruin it.
But this will end just like Vegas.
She tells James not to, he will anyway, theyll fight about it, the end.
Thats how this show works.
Thats how this show will always work.
Finally they decided to call it a night and left the timeless atmosphere to head toward their suite.
The both put their hands up and heads down to shield their eyes.
Man, its gonna be so hard to get up in the morning, Sandoval said.
Yeah, I know, Schwartz slurred back.
Do you ever feel like Lisa is just setting us up to fail?
Shh, Sandoval said, pressing his finger to Schwartzs lips.
He walked Schwartz backwards across the living room and slowly eased him down into the floating sex swing.
Ever fuck in a swing before?
Sandoval asked rhetorically, with a smile.
Happy birthday, stud, Schwartz said.
