FWAW – A family affair.
We’re down to the final four and the Farmer is ever closer to picking hisself a straight up citybred wife! I can’t hardly stand the excitement, ya’ll! Since these poor girls have been away from the city so long, Dear ole Farmer Matt decides to bring their best part of the city to them – they’re best friends and we’
re reminded just how well these girls have adapted to their desire to live on a farm, as the best friends are all dolled up in heels and finery – especially Kanisha’s bff. Squeals and joy, and Christa drags off her BFF to bitch about who she hates – Brooke, of course, while the other’s talk about how cute Matt is and how much they adore him.
Matt then gives the girls a gift – an old cookbook, and then tells the they will have to make dinner for the 45 members of his family, for that night. Nice. There’s more smack talk between BFFs, as the BF’s assure the hopeful wives that their connection is visible and the only true connection, of course. At least they’re supportive. Then after they cook all afternoon, they rush off to get ready, which is cue for the family to arrive early. Kanisha is the closest to being ready, so answers the door and leads them all out to the barn where the girls have set up dinner.
Is it just me, or is Kanisha’s fake politeness worse then nails on a chalkboard? I swear, every time she opened her mouth tonight I wanted to smack her… she got more fake every single moment.
Anyway, dinner time, and the girls work hard to impress, which Brooke does with ease, making Christa shoot daggers out her eyes in Brooke’s direction. Then the family asks the girls/friends questions that they have to answer in front of everyone. Amanda doesn’t know what Matt farms – but of course, neither do I. I also don’t care. Whatever. Kanisha’s friend ends up all teary-eyed and say she’s fallen in love with the family already and I’m staring at her thinking she’s just as wacked and fake as Kanisha. Or maybe just crazy. She does know that if Kanisha wins, she doesn’t get to share the Farmer, right?
The BFFs leave the next morning, and then Matt shows up to take them fishing. He promptly gets outfished by Christa, who claims a kiss as her reward, just before all the girls end up in the same boat, which promptly capsizes, which leads Matt to take off his shirt and the porn music to start in the background and everyone goes for a swim. Brooke throws one of Christa’s flipflops back into the water as they leave, and then it’s back to the farm. There, Matt talks to each girl one on one, after telling them it’s almost time for another elimination. Kanisa manages to annoy the hell out of me again. Why is she still there?! Brooke flirts, Christa cuddles, and Amanda assures him things will only get better with her by his side.
Elimination time, and I’m disappointed that there’s not a cow in sight. Sigh. This time it’s guns, and I can hear the scramble of pacifists for the message boards now. He dared mention hunting and guns. In the country. GASP! Each of the girls will shoot a bunch of cans, and the target behind it will say “Sitting pretty” or “going back to the city”. The girls fire, and Christa and Brooke discover their staying, Kanisha misses the target completely, and Amanda is going back to the city.
Wait, what? Kanisha decides not to fire again, and sweeps her cans away from the target – and finds out she’s going back to the city too! Surprise double elimination! Nice!
And now, the REAL Kanisha stands up – she goes all bitchy diva and assures Matt that she’ll be fine and walking out with her head high because she’s a princess and some man in the city will kiss the ground she walks on, she knows the drill so see ya Farmer boy. DIVA. Amanda is teary, of course, and hugs on Christa for a while, before telling her that she’s got this in the bag, and saying goodbye.
Matt arrives for tonight’s date – and he’s decided to take them both. At the same time. In a country hot tub. Oh that won’t be awkward at ALL. It dissolves into uncomfortableness, cattiness, bitchiness, and then awkward silence and who knows if either girl improved their chances with that display. But hey – THERE’s the cow! It walks by the hot tub. I feel better now.
Next week, our Farmer picks a wife – who will it be? Brooke, the girl next door who’s charmed not only Matt but the whole damn town, or Christa the city sex kitten with chemistry, but not necessarily anything else to offer… we’ll find out next week via Banner Plane!
