Every episodes makes me want to punch Reichen in the face.  He makes me so angry.  And Rodiney makes me angry because he is SO. DUMB.  Have some self-respect and break up with the beefcake.  He’s weird and likes Austin.  That’s a dealbreaker, ladies.

T.J. is a bossy and saucy Irish-Catholic.  And not only is he besties with Ryan, he’s now chummy with Pixie-Pants Derek, whose bone structure I would kill for.  Ten points to T.J. and Ryan for referring to Austin as “she.”

Love Phillip Bloch.  And love the fact that he is giving it straight to Austin.  No bones about it.  Bloch knows Austin’s deal, and knows that this farm boy is nothing more than a one-time Abercrombie model with a beer gut and penchant for running around nudie.  No franks.

Ryan takes Rodiney shopping, only to become Rodiney’s shoulder to cry on.  Literally.  We find out that Rodiney stole Reichen’s phone and found out the beefcake was cheating on him. Woe is the Brazilian! What’s worse, Rodiney admitted that he doesn’t practice safe sex with the man who’s been sleeping all over Manhattan.  Oh Rodiney.  Get thee to a clinic.  Like, now, you dumb ox.

The only one I can give a thumbs-up to in this series is Mike.  He makes his appearance every now and then to offer sage advice, then escapes before everything goes to shit.  Now, if we can do something about that poodle hair…

Next week looks nothing short of amazing.  Austin and Rodiney go at it, as Derek scampers away (I’m not letting him get ONE scratch on that face.  Not one).

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