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He walks outside and stares at his housemates awkwardly, and then yells, "Yo, fuck her!" That's all the motivation they need to run inside for details, ditching the whole prank plan completely. He continues packing, saying that if New York doesn't like things he has to say, then fuck her. They're all like, "We'd be happy to!" The Entertainer grabs his bags, screaming and cursing, and Tailor Made offers himself up for some anal before his departure.

Stick it right in the fartbox!

Punk and Buddha help carry The Entertainer's bags outside, asking what happened. The Entertainer says he doesn't want to get into it, and then he yells, "Psych!" He grabs his stuff and walks back inside, and wow, that sure looks crazy as fuck! He says, "I'm not going anywhere, I swear to God" but he's so weird and aggressive, it just seems like he's going to bomb the building. He finds it absolutely hilarious! He says the look on everyone's face was priceless, so the camera pans around to each of them and they're all just smiling. No one even really cares, that's the thing. He cheerfully does a handstand in celebration of their date, and New York agrees it was a good one. That said, something about him makes her think it won't work out. Aww, sad face.

New York takes Budda aside and says it feels like he's mad at her. He counters that he tried to come talk to her earlier but she wanted to be left alone. He doesn't know when to come to her or back up, but really, it's not important. She can never be alone when she's rocking that vicious quadraboob.

Positively titillating!

New York doesn't want to trust him, but she also likes him a lot. They hug and he asks if he's supposed to apologize for part of his profession, but she says she feels better after talking to him. I love that their 40-second conversation wraps everything up. All problems gone, wee!

The next morning, Tailor Made gives his wife a call. He implies he only called because she had some very interesting information to tell him, but uh, how would he have known that in the first place? Ass. Nancy says she saw Buddha on TV for a second the night before, on a show called Hell Date. Tailor Made giggles about how she's probably right, but this all seems really convenient. Who's to say he didn't ring her during the night and bribe her to say all this shit, you know? I call shenanigans. Tailor Made's not the least bit surprised that Buddha was on a dating show though, and he theorizes Buddha's trying to ride New York's coattails. Some of my dear commenters have assumed the same thing about Tailor Made, and I have to agree. Buddha could probably find fame and fortune on his own, but as for Tailor Made, there's not a huge market for dudes with hair plugs.

He sets off to use this against Buddha. He starts telling Punk by saying, "I was just talking to my wife," which is just hilarious. You're a stand-up guy, dude! Punk listens intently while changing out of his new D-cup brassiere.

Maybe he and New York really are compatible!

Tailor Made shares his information, and Punk hopes New York will find out about it. If not, he'll have to tell her himself, but uh - pretty sure she's going to hear about it. Not sure if he knows, but Tailor Made pretty much lives in New York's bedroom whenever there might be gossip to share.

A letter arrives from New York, and she says yesterday's test let her know who's her best match. Today she wants to see who's in it for the long haul. Hint: not many of them. She shows up with her therapist, Dr. Allen, and explains they'll be going through couples counseling today. That seems to be jumping the gun a bit since she's kind of dating five dudes, but I guess she's paving the way for their future. Luckily she brings in the craziest one first, so she and The Entertainer sit down for a therapeutic chat.

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