It’s HoH time!!!! This competition is called Memory Lane, and the point is to roll a ball down a ramp and dump it in a number that corresponds to a day in the house. So the first question is, “What day was Baby Zingbot born?” The answer is Day 36, but you can’t just know the answer… You also have to land the ball in the right spot. For each day you’re off you get one penalty point.
Counting is hard
At the end of round one the penalties are: Ian – 0, Jenn – 3, Shane – 4, Danielle – 13. The questions are stupid and not worth repeating, so I’ll just recap the score. Ian and Shane go back and forth keeping first place pretty close, while Jenn and Danielle continue to suck at life and everything in it.
Final score: Danielle – 25, Jenn – 17, Shane – 14, Ian – 14. Hey, Tie-breaker!!!! Woohoo! Worth noting, Shane forgot that the first time someone used the PoV was when he used it on himself. Shane is a fucking idiot. Anyway, onto the breaking of the tie…
Ian knows the answers to every single question, but he’s not spectacular at rolling the ball, so there’s a slight bit of tension. In the end Ian wins it though, and it’s enough to bring him to tears, which is sort of adorable.
Maybe if he wins he could rent himself a girlfriend and buy some Ritalin
Everyone is kissing Ian’s ass, but Ian tells Dan that he may need to put him up in order to keep up appearances. Dan isn’t cool with being a pawn, and sets to finding a way to scheme his way out of it. Sadly, I’m sure he’ll pull it off. He wants Ian to put up Shane instead of him, but Ian is hesitant. Jenn reminds Ian that she’s never nominated him, which is true, but Jenn’s never nominated anyone because Jenn’s never won a single HoH.
Oh hey, Pandora’s Box! The card says the usual “Something good or something bad” crap. Ian could get a message from someone who loves him, and the screen shows a picture of his parents. He chooses to open the box (everyone always does) and winds up with a message from Rachel (aka Boobs) from season 12, cause we can’t ever get through a season without her stupid face.
Remember me? I sucked and everyone hated me. Wheee!
Meanwhile in the living room, everyone else gets messages from their ACTUAL loved ones, so that’s all sweet and fun and touching. And boring. There’s lots of tears and hugging.
My fellow Crips can’t see me crying…