Seriously - what da HAIL was that about? Some trashtastic skank writhing around the pool and announcing what she was doing? I'm a MERMAID. I'm FLIPPING. and FLOPPING. and WIGGLING MY TAIL.
And then we get to meet Kim Richards' boyfriend, and it's THIS GUY????
He looks like he just ate Mr. Bean for dinner....
The Hubs and I literally cringed watching them kiss. It was like walking in on your parents doing it. Blech Blech Blech.
And then we top off the turd sandwich with this gem????
Honey, this ain't Striptease, and you SHO AIN'T Demi Moore. Get off the table, get some Clorox wipes, and CLEAN UP AFTER YO DAMN SELF. I am not even joking here - these are GROWN women. Who in their 40s (besides Mermaid girl) does the frigging splits on the table in the middle of a party?
Will someone please tell me when Camille Grammar became the most staid, sane housewife???
It's like we're living in an alternate universe, a bizarro world o housewives.
So tell me, Housewife-watchers, what was YOUR take on the whole sordid mess?
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