That was one of CootieGirl’s cries last night as I forced her to go to bed about 15 minutes into the “Big Brother 7: All Stars” finale. As I’ve said before she loves the music and everytime it comes on she says, “Dance, Mama! Dance!” like I’m in some old Western and she’s pointing her six-shooter at my feet. Last night was different. Last night the minute Janelle walked out to greet the other Jury members and took a seat, CootieGirl ran to the tv and pointed, “Who’s THAT, Mama?” she asked. “That’s Janelle,” I answered. “Janelle?” she repeated. “She’s a princess?” (obviously asked since Janelle was wearing her crown at the Jury Discussion). “No, just a really cool girl,” I replied.
“Who’s that?” she then asked. “That’s Dr. Will,” I said, “He’s a doctor?” she asked. “Yep,” I said, “a very funny one.”
I’ll have you know that she asked about NO OTHER houseguests. Her eyes were only for Janelle and Will and as I carried her from the room to go to bed, she screamed, “No Mama! Have to watch Big Brother! Watch the Princess! NNNNNoooooooo. We Have To Dance To Big Brother!”
And then I watched Boogie take home a prize that Janelle deserved, saw Janelle take the jury prize that Chicken George probably deserved, and saw Scrubika’s last remaining shred of confidence ooze out of her body as Boogie’s heartless words of rejection were played live for her on the monitors.
And Kaysar is still hot.