bachelorette = bad news bears

The other night I hosted a little bachelorette shindig at my house.

And by bachelorette I mean Emily.

Ah yes. Beautiful girl she is.

What is that bewildered look on her face?  I can explain...

Did this guy just show up to the mansion on a skateboard and then proceed to toss it into the bushes so he could strut up those stairs to say hello? 

Barf.  If his hair wasn't enough indication of his wannabe-ness then I don't know what is.  And by wanna-be I am most definitely referring to the one and only..

David Silver. 90210.

Don't fall for this guy Emily!

Next on the list

Travis.  Of course, no self-respecting bachelor would show up empty handed and he was definitely not going to be made a fool.

So he brought an egg.  An egg that apparently was meant to symbolize his commitment and devotion.

Unfortunately I couldn't find a picture of him sitting on the porch swing. Alone with only an egg for company.

I guess that's what happens when you bring a  "Pre-Bird" (as Tom Haverford would say) to a fancy party.

P.S- Rascall Flats called and want their hair back.

And then there's..

Michael. The musician with his very own Youtube channel. Impressive. 

The only problem is that when I look at him another image comes to mind..

He just seemed a little too My So-Called Life-ish if you know what I'm saying. Depressed. Aspiring musician. Breaking innocent girls hearts with his secret drug addiction. You know the story.

Poor Emily.

She's headed for heartbreak city.  I saw the clip where one of the guys refers to her daughter as "baggage".

That southern charm disappeared faster than the guy who dressed up granny-style.

Up next! Bobbleheads, helicopters, and the guy who resembled a creepy used car salesman.

Stay tuned..