Eviction Night!
It's over! It's over! It's all over! My hunger strike has finally come to an end. Oh yeah, and
Marissa is outta here! See ya! Peace out! Don't let the door hit ya where the good Lord split ya! You'd think she murdered my first born the way I'm going on about this, but I think it's been quite clear that I'm insanely overdramatic. I actually felt bad for her but then she said "shake what your mama gave ya" and she lost me. Do people still say that? I think not! Bravo, America. We are in for quite a finale next week. I am eagerly anticipating the freestyle dances our top three will come up with to entertain and dazzle us!
Thiller! Thriller Night! And no one's gonna save you from the beast about to strike! Now that was a musical performance I could sink my teeth into. You know I was groovin' baby. Hee
Heeeee! It was only 10 seconds into the performance when I knew it was the best thing I'd ever seen on a results show. I would love to dance like that but sadly all I can muster on the dance floor is the classic white girl sidestep. Trust me, I've tried. I may have mimicked some of the dancers tonight and quite possibly busted my big toe. But that's all speculation. Mama say mama sah mama cu sah!
You know what's very cute?
Jason and
Cristián are besties. Maybe they're bros like Barney and Ted were on
How I Met Your Mother! That would be legenwait for it
dary.
After weeks of melting my cold black heart, it was time to pick which mini-dancers were the cutest and, therefore, the winners and which ones would be shamed and picked on for blowing it by their stage parents. Just kidding. Aaron and Rashell were the cutest physically (yes, we've already established I'm shallow and a crappy judge) and their cha-cha was decent. Jaryd and Cara were definitely very experienced for their age and they get points for Maksim showing up! Cara better step off my Maksim. So jealous they got pointers from him! However, the clear winners were Brandon and Brittany. They just kicked the crap out of those little kids with that amazing paso doble!
Ok so I've calmed down a bit since Marissa got the boot and now I feel kinda bad. Chill, I said kinda bad. I'm going to try and muster up an apology. Here goes:
Dear Marissa,
I've talked a lot of junk about you on this here blog of mine and I'm sorry to say I've meant every word. I'm sure you're cool and all but you irritated me every show. I'm sure you're great on Broadway and I wish you lots of luck with your baby. However, I will not be watching your talk show should it actually air on TV. Now please take your seat in the audience so the top three can get to dancin'.
Best,
Krista
What do you think? Good apology? Am I dead on by rejoicing in her ousting or will you be waiting outside my home with water balloons and eggs? What are your predictions for the final standings? I'm pretty sure
Kristi is going to be taking it home, but we might as well tune in and see. Chat away below and stop back next week for the super special finale blog. It's guaranteed to be neither super nor special, but you've put up with me all season so don't abandon me now! Have a great week!
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