Gasp, the Finality of it all!!!

So we come to the end of another season. The general consensus at 237 is that this will NOT be the last of RoL. Somehow, some way, Bret will screw up whatever he has with whoever he picks. Or, if he chooses Daisy, he'll find out how little she has to offer. Yeah, she has a LOT to offer within like, her bra, but nothing to offer upstairs, like.

That being said, a friendly household bet has broken out. Dinner at Ruth's Chris is on the line. And I've got the moron. Yep, I'm riding those huge fun-bags to a filet, sweet potato pie, and a spicy Cabernet. Who says a brutha can't make a dime off the work of vapid women. Damn, I'd be raking it in like a pimp. Of course there is the issue that I can't stand Daisy and believe her to be a complete moron. Eh, who cares, I'm talkin quality beef bi-yatch.

The threesome are headed to to Cancun. Somehow I'm betting that they aren't gonna be hangin at Posada Laguna - their loss. Senior Frog's? Carlos n Charlie's?

And now, on with the show . . .

Ambre is "one of the best kissers he's ever kissed". That has to be one HUGE number.

Oh, and just for the record before we get anywhere, it was a slow week at work for Allie so there's been a great deal of research on the show this week. If you get the time, check out vh1.com and read Heather's and Destiney's exit interview. There's more to Destiney that they didn't show (and I couldn't believe) and more going on between Bret and Heather that they didn't show.

Bret's down to Ambre and Daisy, "and Big John gets sloppy seconds" chimes in from the peanut gallery.

Oh, Cancun looks as good as ever. A fantastic looking resort with great beverages right out the door. And we get a traditional Mayan dance upon entry. Great view of the ocean and we notice that there's a full moon out. Prepare for craziness.

They go to dinner and he's got some questions to ask. And in a major plot twist, Daisy has questions for him too. And she's written them down. Ooooh, and before we can comment on her ability to read and write, Ambre's beaten us to the punch. Yeah, this could get a little ugly. Sweet. Daisy asks about what else he thinks about her, and he loads on a bunch of BS. The best part is that she's such a moron that whatever he says, she'll believe. Ambre calls her out as being without any substance. Now we were all thinkin it, but Ambre says it, in front of Bret. AND they have to sleep in the same room. Sweeter. Someone may die in the middle of the night...that would make the finale that much more entertaining for it to turn into Cancun CSI. Take the black light to Bret's room, ewwwwww.

Back in the room, Ambre calls her out and it could backfire on her. She pushes for the kiss with Bret and is trying to assert her sexuality.

So, Daisy calls her out as well. Is Ambre doing this for the experience, not for the guy? Wow, Daisy throws it right back. Props to the mouth-breather for firing right back. This is just fantastic. Who knew that Daisy had it in her? She's putting up a good head game. She's going for the gusto.

During commercial fast-forwards, we're trying to vision Bret's life with either girl. We figure that there is nothing that he can't do with Ambre. Take her to a concert, museum, rock climbing, bike riding, anything. Not saying that she'd be great at everything, but she's smart, and physical enough in her lifestyle that she'd be up for anything and high energy. At the same time, imagine Bret taking Daisy to a cancer fundraiser (remember the VFW experience) where she says to the principal scientist, "um, like, wow, like, that was a fantastic presentation, like I was amazed at the colors on the screen while you, like talked. Would that surgery be, like, painful? 'Cus I've had some, like, surgeries, you know."

Wow, the tension in the girls' room is palpable. They show Daisy laying on the bed with the newspaper in front of her. I naturally think she's been killing time doing a crossword or sudoku. Oh, brain fart, then I snapped back to the reality that it is Daisy. Then the gallery chimes in about Daisy's tats. When she's old and flabby, what that full-length arm tattoo gonna look like? New name for Daisy's "band", Tat-n-Tits.

Ambre gets ugly. They are doing their best to top last year's "I don't want to get the smell of him off of me." They are nasty on each other.

Ambre's not wearing any underwear. You know, for a moment, it does look like she's forcing it a bit. When you look at her she comes off as the over-achiever, class valedictorian that is saying all of the right things to get into Harvard. She's doing some calculating and making a plan. Wonder what her Alabama father is thinking as he's watching this "Fatal Attraction" move. She is putting it out there, and by it, I think you know what I mean. . .

Thus, we have the classic battle, brains versus boobs. The ancient Romans wrote about this in the time of Julius Ceasar. Why, I remember it like it was yesterday.

Oh, and we noticed that there was no issue of the girls sleeping in the same room. Somehow the producers found a way around that. Man, those are some smart people.

Daisy on a boat, off shore, fishing. Did anyone notice how knock-kneed she is? I've noted that Ambre is a little thick-legged, but knock-kneed is just bad. Oh, nice trip in her flip-flops when she arrives. So they start to chat and he's going down the road of how sexy she is, but then he's blabbing about an emotional attachment. Oh, this guy is so full of it and she's so blank that she buys it hook, line, and sinker. He's putting her through the third-degree about her goals in life. She's sure that she "knows what she wants and doesn't want." Really, like what? Methinks she "wants" drama in her life. She just doesn't have the horsepower upstairs and can't in any way verbalize any goals.

And we have some chummin. This could not be any funnier. Who among us hasn't been there? We get Gilligan's Island music while Daisy is blowing chunks. At least we now know what Bret can look forward to when he finds out how she stays skinny. For you sympathy pukers out there, you get my sympathy 'cus there's a strong view of gallons of chum going overboard when she tosses cookies. Yes, I said chum - keep it clean.

Daisy gets ugly on Ambre to Bret during dinner. Bad mouthing her at dinner. Could that be a good thing for her to trash the competition during this great dinner he set up?

Allie hopes they changed the sheets. Oh, Bret takes her to a different bed. Smooth bed.

For the fiftieth time we hear Bret said "Daisy may just be the girl for me." What kinda message are they trying to send? Man, they are taunting the hell out of us. Brutha's a little low on cash these days and Ruth's Chris ain't cheap.

Ambre is stewing. Daisy is acting like she's twelve. Ambre is upset that Daisy doesn't talk to her??? This is a classic stupid conversation. Ambre calls her two-faced. Why would she care. Why would either of them care. Daisy is crying again. Someone roll back the tape and count who cried more, Daisy or KJ. I'm thinking Daisy took it hands down.

And we're on to the decision . . .

Bret says that he chose the wrong girl last season. Which one? Does he think that he should have picked Heather? Sam? Mia? Rodeo??

The end is so pathetic. They extended this for half an hour to make a lame Bret Michaels video walking on the beach? Maybe for next season they should have him go to a gym every once in a while. He's looking a little chunky. And no eye-liner or bandana can cover that up.

Daisy could not look like more of a skank. And Bret couldn't look more like a Jersey mafia guy with the shiny suit. He could be a hit man in a B-movie. Sure he'd have to ditch the bandana as a trademark, but that could be his role. Or the mafia heavy that gets whacked in the first five minutes that forces to rival gangs to go to the mattresses.

Ramblings about his choice. Dragging on.

He brings Daisy down. Then he stands holding her hands, staring at her breasts, but that her tour ends here. Oh, this will be one heck of an exit interview. I'm putting the over/under on "like" at 143.

So, we're off to Ruth's Cris and it looks like I'm buying...Allie is excited. That said, there's always next season!!! Thanks for reading!