{Tony, Nick, Taco Bell + The Bachelor = BLISS}

Tony and his brother are currently road-tripping across the country, so Tony and I were apart for our usual The Bachelor-binge watching date night. Tony said he and Nick watched it from their hotel room in New Mexico for my sake, but I think secretly he is just as addicted as I am. Here are a few of the texts I received from him throughout the show, while they noshed on Taco Bell and shouted at the TV:

“These girls pack like you except they’re there for a couple months and you pack like that for a one night getaway.”

“2 on 1… More like 2 on DUMB.”

“The one twin really put the ‘win’ in ‘twin’.”

“Do you think the winner twin will feel it telepathically when the other twin goes home and eats a gallon of ice cream and cries herself to sleep?”

“Will her occupation still be listed as ‘twin’?”

“Oh yeah, that’s all Vegas needs, like 20 more insecure hot girls with issues who are dying for attention.”

“One can only hope she is deathly allergic to cherries, but HAS to eat it to remain cute and relevant. (I’m mean because she is a terrible person.)”

“Olivia is like the hiccups that make you barf a little, she always pops up with you really don’t want her to and ruins everything.”

“Wonder if those candles are real?”

“Can we get a bidet?”

“TEEN MOM?! She’s not a teen!”