We begin where we left off last week, at the end of ye olde elimination. Pumkin reminds us that she eliminated Chance - her! Blonde ass Pumkin! I still enjoy that quote. Real shouts at her that he's headhunting her motherfucking ass, and she rolls her eyes but then says she would like to switch rooms, please! The Entertainer comforts her, and he's looking swell.

My hero!

He offers to let Pumkin and Toastee stay in his room, and since they'd rather put up with an ADD-riddled psycho than be killed in their sleep, they happily move. Of course there's a good chance The Entertainer will snap and kill before anyone else would, but eh, whatever gets blonde ass Pumkin and her cohort through the night.

Pumkin packs up and heads for The Entertainer's room. In between unpacking and whatnot, she finds the time to take Megan aside to suggest they get rid of Hoopz. Talk about jumping the gun though! They haven't even gotten their sad voicemail about the next competition, but Pumkin's got things all planned out. She says if they eliminate Hoopz, the rest of the house is "gonna go fucking nuts and maybe just quit!" Uh, yeah, I'm so sure. All the houseguests are dying for Hoopz to pull off the win! Just as badly as they're dying for some of Rodeo's signature barbecue sauce. Speaking of, Rodeo hightails it for a new room as well. She decides to stay with people from the Green Team. It should be noted, of course, that no one gives a hot shit about Pumkin moving but when Rodeo does it, it's the end of the world! Blonde ass Pumkin loses yet again.

The next morning, the illustrious voicemail comes through! The challenge involves a road trip, and the teams need to pick new captains and suit up quickly. Heather is the only Goldie who hasn't been captain yet, so she's basically elected by default. It's odd to me that the losery girls have been the leaders, but awesome Heather has kind of slept through the whole season. On the Green Team, equally ambitious Megan signs up to perform captainly duties. No one wants her to take the spot, natch, but they can't really argue when she points out that she's the only clown who hasn't partaken.

Megan swears she wants to be captain so she can do what the team wants, which is marvelously dumb reasoning. In that light, why not just let Whiteboy or Real step up this week? There's no rule that every member has to be captain before someone can repeat the job. Whatever, Megan just lies and I love her so much for it. The team asks her to pinky swear and then to swear on the Bible. Megan, being so very religious, is horrified except she's not at all. They give her the Bible and she toootally swears on it, with Whiteboy even putting Lily's paw on the holy book. If Lily Megan gives her word, things are set in stone! PS: this is legitimately one of the cutest I Love Money moments ever, and y'all know there are many.

Shortly after, Rodeo and Hoopz sit around and kvetch with some of the fellas. Hoopz says, "Ain't shit to talk about, we gotta throw this fucking game," which seems strange. I hate that I Love Money is outsmarting me here but isn't Hoopz obsessed with winning? Shouldn't she just stick with that? Hoopz confirms both she and Rodeo are targets this week, which is all the reason to bring their team to the vault, I suppose! Hoopz is legitimately gorgeous, much more so than the girls who've paid to look that way, but then she opens her mouth and lo, it is all shot to shit.

Rodeo leaves the room, claiming to go get some aspirin but really going to speak to Megan, the true headache antidote. She tells Megan she'll be throwing the competition so none of the Green Team goes home, and Megan is so delighted that she doesn't have to do anything! I'm equally as delighted, just because her boobs look like those boxing speed bags.

Punch drunk love.

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