I dare you to come up with a more feckless boob than the Bachelor. Seriously. He is the epitome of feckless boobery.Here's your line, idiot: "Baby, you were right. I made a mistake. The reason I couldn't give you a good reason for ditching you is because there was *no good reason.* It was a stupid, assheaded thing to do. I got confused because of the show and I picked the wrong girl. That was dumb, and now I know it. I should have listened to you! You are it for me, all the way to the ground, and I want to spend the rest of my life making up to you for that stupid, awful thing that I did on television. Let's get married."
Instead it was this repeated ad nauseum: "I felt a connection with you. I was falling for you from the beginning. I am falling in love with you. I didn't mean to hurt anyone. She is a great girl."Are you KIDDING me? Do people really talk like this? I wanted to reach through the television and smack him in the head with a pile of bricks. I truly hope that Molly pulls out his eyebrows one by one, runs him over with a Jeep, and then leaves him for dead in a garbage can behind an Outback Steakhouse.
