This time around, the gals zoomed on over to Louisianna - sorry Mississippi, no love for you - where they met their new Cajun family for the day. I don't remember anyone's names because I was too busy fixating on the bizarre sound of that Creole accent. I'm surprised Paris and Nicole didn't marvel at the non-Los Angeles dialect. Surely the accent warranted a "that's hot" comment, or at the very least "Do you love it?". The latter was reserved for the family's eldest son, who at seventeen was already attracting the horny eyes of Ms. Richie.

The girls were put to work doing something they love - shopping. Turns out the thirteen year old daughter would be going on her first date the next day. The pleasant mother gave over her credit card and imposed a $75 limit on the purchases, which of course was never going to be observed. In the most shocking of twists, Paris and Nicole rung up over $400 worth of purchases at a J.C. Penney-esque store in rural Louisianna. I did enjoy Paris and Nicole's contempt for the busty shirts on sale, as if they were any worse than the shards of fabric these two drape on their bodies. Maybe if this couture were showcased at Fred Seagal they'd be more receptive.

Upon return, our wallflower housemom quietly reprimanded her daughter, which in this case meant forcing her to endure a polite dinner. Could any of these people ever raise their voice once in a while? I guess when they're being paid by producers to go along with the gag, it's hard to be really upset.

Speaking of gags, the girls reported to work the next day, and this time they had the undaunting task of chopping up fish and baiting nets. Surprisingly, the girls seemed to be taking to the job fairly well. They were cleaving and chopping and following orders with minimal balking. The producers must have been on a coffee break because Paris and Nicole seemed like they were - shock of shocks - being themselves! Well, there's none of that to be had here. The girls turned naughty again by over-baiting the crawfish nets. Wow, that's real rebellion. I can understand if you're stuck working in a fast food restaurant for hours and you're spoiled and you want to just leave. That seems like natural, snotty, no-work-ethic behavior. But overbaiting the nets? Come on. We're not idiots, and even Paris and Nicole couldn't have a hard time sticking fish in a net and dropping it in the water. Just how many hundred dollar bills did executive producer Kevin Lee dangle in front of the girls to make them do that? Of course all these shenanigans meant that the girls would not be reaching their crawfish quota. What to do?