Sam Frost is a knob. I shouted 'you knob' at the TV when she lapped up Davey's word vomit and then booted poor Tony.
Then she can't cook even a toasted sandwich and thinks she's ready for marriage and kids. Ha! With that immature taste in men. Double ha. Good luck with that plan.
The best thing tonight was the glitter they didn't bother brushing off Michael, should really have hosed him down first, it was really distracting. Plus, he even kisses really woodenly!
As soon as she starts telling them they are beautiful, sensitive, sweet, lovely, kiss of death. Woman deserves what she's gonna get. A PLAYA.
Bring back Drew, the owl, and David the International Model, and poor Kayne - what a noble exit... NO TASTE! ARGH!