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Oh Come on Kaitlyn!

So up until this week I had respect for Kaitlyn.  She was straight forward, appropriately confrontational, confident and fun. I was even willing to look past the double bird elbow tats and constant reminder that she likes to rap. Well, I lost half of that well deserved respect the week she let Old-News-Nick  join the perspective husbands team- or as ABC calls them, The Cast.
This tool shows up aaaaaand....POOF! Typical stupid girl appears within minutes! It was almost magical.



Here's what's happening Kait...I'm writing to her directly because I'm sure no one else on the internet is doing that right now.
Some hipster you were once "talking to" (code for he used texting you as a cure for boredom) is now back on the scene after ya'll mysteriously "lost touch." The simple fact is this: you are getting a LOT of attention from a bunch of other dudes ON A NATIONAL TELEVISION SHOW THAT CHRIS HARRISON HOSTS and Nick has once again become curious.  Or maybe not even curious (curiosity can be a good thing) he's probably just well...bored...again! Did I mention his life is boring? I mean really, who has the time to, as they say, "put life on hold," not once but TWICE to go galavanting (in skinny jeans) around ABC? Are you seriously getting yourself involved in this douschebaggary? You have like ten other options!  All of which would like to get to know you better, not just sleep with you. Which brings me to my next point...

Really?  You slept with HIM?!  The other half of the respect is now no longer existent. Girl, don't you know how this works?  Sleeping with people is what the "Fantasy Suite" is for...to "stay as a couple"...does this not sound familiar? It's literally the entire purpose of that episode. You can't start throwing it around on week seven. What's the matter with you?!  You're not Bachelor Ben and you just can't get away with this. I can't even WAIT to see how these other guys (that you constantly refer to as "such a great group of guys") respond when they get a load of this!

You blew it.  Big time.

Even if you end up with Touchy Magee in the end, this is not a recipe for success because guess what?  He just unlocked every ounce of mystery (and power- what?! Don't kid yourself) that you once had.  You're toast.

Until next time...I'd like to analyze each remaining contestant.

I just can't even help myself.

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