After last week's "shocking" elimination, whereupon Daisy stupidly? decided to retain the services of girlfriend-havin' Brooklyn, the boys are back for this week's challenge: run across a field, relay style, whilst protecting mannequin 'Daisy' from paintball sharpshooters. Sounds easy enough, no? But the teams had a bit of trouble keeping 'Daisy's appendages attached to their respective torsos. We haven't seen that many fake Daisy parts flying around since her last shift at Big Sal's Tittie Bar & Oyster Shack. And based on all the girly-like screaming, those paintballs hurt.
After a valiant effort by, well, none (Fox used 'Dasiy' as a shield to prevent any paintballs from touching his oh-so-perfectly coiffed noggin), Daisy chose Sinister as the champ-een. To his credit, he did take a lot of balls to the face. Perhaps Daisy felt a kinship of sorts....
In a not-so-unexpected turn of events, Brooklyn announced that he had something to say, the gist of which was that he decided to eliminate himself from the competition. Probably a good thing, as the rest of the guys had been plotting his death after the whole girlfriend thing. Cause they're in this thing for Daisy, man, and nobody is gonna mess with the woman they (want vicarious fame through) love.
So, the guys went back to the house to primp for their lady. Oh, did I say for ? I meant like. Fox mascara'd his 'stache, Sinister painted his nails, London curled his pubes....ok that didn't happen, but it could have...it could have....
Cut to the obligatory post-challenge bar scene, where Sinister was supposed to have some VIP alone time with Miz Daiz. Daisy excused herself to the ladie's, then promptly went off to flirt (suck face) with the other McDouches. A few of the guys were decidedly less than interested in vying for Daisy's attention: Cable Guy pouting 'cause he can't bring himself to douche it up for love, Fox being cocky and too cool for school, and Tool Box...ah, Tool Box--basically humping and manhandling other... guys (he does know that Daisy is a chick, right?). In the meantime, poor, forgotten little Sinister sat patiently awaiting Daisy's return. This, of course, never happened. Daisy decided party time was over and herded the guys to the waiting limo. Sinister, God love him, cut Daisy some slack and rejoined the douche-tourage.
Meanwhile, back at the Rancho de Skanko, Tool Box continued groping his housemates, then gave Daisy a skanktastic lap dance. Later, while enjoying some quality time with some of the fellas, Tool admitted, "I ain't feelin' this girl". Oh no he di-n't. This statement would prove to supply valuable ammunition during elimination...
Next day, the winning team, London, Chi Chi, Sinister and 12 Pack, were invited to a body painting party with Daiz. After having to watch Daisy make out with London and Sinister, Chi Chi, feeling a wee bit jealous, decided to let his freak flag fly and began slobbering all over poor Daisy, who smiled and giggled in that way to which all gals can relate: you don't want to hurt the guy's feelings, but you are completely grossed out by his very touch. Poor poor Chi Chi. Daisy's not attracted to you, bud. Listen in a future episode for the sound of Chi Chi's little heart breaking completely in two....
Elimination. Daisy called down the usual suspects: London, 12 Pack, Sinister...Ultimately, it's smooth jazz channel (Daisy's description) Cable Guy who gets his walking papers. But wait! Flex, realizing that Tool Box was fixin' to stay, decided to call him out. Daisy questioned his desire to be there and fight for her. His response of "If you want me to" did not make it past Daisy's bullshit-o-meter (dumb blonde my left asscheek!) and he was sent packin'. Yea!! Most of the douchiest guys are now history (and probably auditioning for I Love Money 3).
My prediction for next week: Fox probably should go, but Daisy thinks he's hot, so she's not gonna give up on that one just yet. So...sorry Chi Chi.
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