Dustin tells us that he’s going to hear this for the rest of his life, since it’s on the internet, and all he can control is how he handles it. Trishelle says it’s no big deal that Dustin did gay porn, and everyone should just get over it.
As if anyone on any of these shows has ever gotten over anything in the history of time.
Frank is losing his shit screaming from the balcony at Dustin and Nany, who are down by the pool laughing and screaming back. Frank makes his way downstairs, flanked by Zach, who also can’t help but laugh at the ridiculous scene playing out right now on the pool deck. Dustin is screaming something about a Catholic school boy getting straight and encouraging Frank to come at him. They scream in each other’s faces until Dustin finally pushes Frank’s head away. Dustin: Handling It.
Truthfully, I don’t know how Dustin didn’t beat him to bloody pulp. Just being around Frank in general must be enough to drive a person into a fiery rage. As Dustin finally walks away, with Nany laughing and following along, Frank counters with the ultimate in stupid fight responses: “Do you know who the fuck I am?” Why do people consider this an appropriate comeback? Everyone on this show has exactly the same level of fame. Also, it’s one of the stupidest fucking things ever to use in a fight.
Sadly, Zach stops Frank from going after Dustin, so there’s no chance of Frank being sent home. He claims he needs Frank for the final, and they’ll get Dustin after they have “a big fat check.” Alton, meanwhile, is telling Dustin that he shouldn’t have let Frank get to him. Alton tells us the best thing to do is leave, close the door, and wait out the storm. He tells Dustin not to allow Frank to “flamingo.” Dustin angrily corrects him: “Peacock!” It’s actually a pretty hilarious exchange.
Alton tells us that he did not come here to babysit little kids, and this is one of the worst time’s he’s ever had in paradise. I would love to know what other times were bad enough to make this only “one of the worst times.” Also, what did you think you would be doing in a house full of Challengers younger than you? Learning something?
“I just can’t handle these goddamn kids on my proverbial lawn anymore!”
Alton tells Trishelle that they need to go home and stop babysitting. This display of wanting to go home concerns Trishelle, so the next morning she asks Dustin to go into the ARENA with her. Alton is angry that they think he won’t try, and the clusterfuck that is Team Vegas has yet another fight about who wants to be there, doesn’t want to be there, etc. Trishelle has basically decided that she doesn’t want to go in with Alton, and she’d rather let San Diego decide. Nany is not thrilled to hear this, but is wise enough to keep her concerns to herself.