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Is LuLu a goner?

Greetings, Gasmii! Welcome back to another episode of “Million Dollar Listing LA.” Someone over at Bravo was listening to me because we start this episode with JF and Grandma Edith! We find out that Grandma Edith is reading her dead neighbor’s newspapers every day. If anyone else in the world had said that, I would [...]

Welcome back to another episode of “Million Dollar Listing LA.” This week, JA showed a few houses to Orlando Scandrick of the Dallas Cowboys. Then he got yelled at by Orlando’s business manager. That part was pretty entertaining. Then I found myself disappointed because I was defending JA. That’s why I put JA’s picture he [...]

Welcome back to another episode of “Million Dollar Listing LA.” This one was pretty low on drama. There were a lot of rich people getting richer. In happier news, Madison has a new assistant! Her name is Paige, and I already love her. She didn’t say much, she didn’t dress like a hooker, and she [...]

The Bataan Death March that was this series is finally over.

Greetings, Gasmii! I took your feedback from last week and, hence forth and from now on, Josh Flagg will be JF and Josh Altman will be JA. (I reserve the right to change these to something more insulting should either of these two do something stupid enough to merit a snarky nickname.) On this week’s [...]

We take a look back at the prior 7 eps, and Shparkle finally fires Andrew.

Andrew gets a couple of drunken smackdowns.

Shparkle lets Jack do the talking.

Alexis is told off, but probably doesn’t understand a word of it, God bless her heart.

Fransolonely continues to reveal the one facet of her personality.

Eden displays her multi-faceted talents.

Go cry, Emo Abe.

Knees are busted, teeth are chipped, big holes are dug in the sand.

Vinny is a brainless slab of beef, and Wes is a luckless pile of turkey.

In which one cast member reminds us why these people don’t have real jobs.

I have to assume that jumping into the water without any kind of surfactant would just make them wet and sticky. But I’ve never swum in the Dominican Republic. Maybe their water is special. Or maybe these people are just really, really slippery.

God, I hope Heather is really dead…

Hey dolls, welcome back to Rock of Love! Flasher’s back, so you know it’s a good week. Make your hair big and suck it in for some spandex, it’s time to rock and roll! Somewhere, a child’s birthday party is missing clowns.