However, I guess I'm going to have to start watching because the xbf is a contestant this season.
I am, of course, torn.
I want him to be happy and healthy and blah blah blah...all the nice things that you're supposed to say to/about an ex with whom you were totally in love. And I do want those things. For him. Sort of.
You see, dear reader, he is already clearly happy and in love on FB with a girl who is cute and successful and probably smart and funny. I haven't met her, obvs. (It would be really great if she was a little crazy. Or a sociopath. But she's probably not.) And it's much easier to stomach that blissfulness if he's waiting tables in Wisconsin.
But if you add rich & famous to the happy and in love mix...well, selfishly, that's just a lot for a girl to bear.
America's probably going to love him. Why wouldn't they? I did. And this is pretty much exactly what a dream job would be for him: cooking and teaching and performing all wrapped up into one well-paying gig. You really couldn't handcraft a more fitting situation.
My friends have decided that we need to watch. Together. With a drinking game. Take a drink any time the following happens:
- He uses a french accent.
- He uses a Family Guy/Simpsons reference or imitation.
- He uses a Napoleon Dynamite reference.
- He pulls out the southside of Chicago accent.
- He makes a funny/distorted face.
- He assists another chef in whatever they're doing. Two shots if its a girl.
- Flirts with Giada. Two shots if he flirts with Bobby Flay.
- PrettyChicagoSailor goes to the bathroom for an extended amount of time
So, best of luck, Chef XBF. We'll be rooting for (and drinking with) you.
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