Last night was Latin Night and the 10 paddles came out! And Gavin’s dance was a hot mess! Not even a hot mess. A cold mess. Don’t you think that’s worse than a hot mess? I do. Anyway, the bottom two will be dueling to the death with pistols at dawn, I guess.
They’re doing an encore performance this week, and Len says that they could have picked any couple (really, even Gavin?) but they chose Maria and Derek. Why? Why would they choose them? Gross. One of the forum posters referred to Derek as “Dennis the Menace” yesterday and I laughed out loud and now that’s all I can see. During the part where Derek is supposed to kiss Maria, the music stops and he walks over and kisses Carrie Ann instead, and then Maria kisses Bruno. Are there really people at home who are like, “Oh, that Derek! Such a sketch!” My friend’s mom used to call people “a sketch” when they were mildly amusing. And it somehow fits here. It would have been funnier if they had awkwardly high-fived or fist-bumped instead of kissing. Or, you know, danced. That would be exciting.
Time to review some of last night’s performances. Gladys told the crowd that it was party time before her dance, and Tristan really tried to get her fired up during the routine. Tristan is super sweaty after the dance. He was working hard out there. Maks got Melissa fired up before her routine, and she had a lot of fun. He said he was proud of her but then told her that he needs her to do better. Oh, Maks. I didn’t mention last night that it was creepy how Maria’s dad was applauding Bruno asking to join in a threesome with her and Derek. In the confessional, Maria says that Bruno can definitely join in, and when Derek expresses doubt, she stage whispers, “He’s a judge!” Heh. There’s a break before we get results and I take a second to check out Brooke’s weird dress. It’s another one-shoulder cleavage cut out situation. Why does she do that? It looks awful.