"Why do you smell so good?"
This week was all about Simon.
The Giudices have everyone over for a weekend of live ammo and dry-humping.
Another week, another form of torture.
What motivated the massively insulting use of the word "redone"? An explanation doesn't make things any clearer.
To the show’s credit, the winning chef was something of a surprise, but nothing controversial happened, nothing that will be discussed at the water cooler today.
Who knew Melissa had such "musical" "talent"?
In the penultimate episode, the detectives do some email reading.
Morocco is over, thank God.
It doesn’t feel like the kind of episode that’s leading into a season finale so much as something that could have run in the third or fourth week.
"Redone home." "Redone"? What kind of an animal would write such a thing!
"I kicked the extra point with my gold-plated schlong."
This week the ladies finally ventured into the open air of Morocco, and it served the show well.
Padma eating out of a petri dish is something that could only occur on a show of this caliber.
Teresa attempts to write a letter of conciliation to Joe, who is distracted by his own pimple analogy.
Bennet Ahmed's in a coma. Time to round up some new suspects.
The ladies land in Morocco.
His long country-scored nightmare has come to an end.