Heee Heeee Heee! With glee I watched blubbering spluttering sad old Brooke go.
Yes, without remorse or feelings of pity, I stared coldly at the screen until a warm feeling of satisfaction broke through the glacier of my soul and made honeyed streams of happiness trickle down through the flesh of my dried-up compassion for her.
Carly should have been in your place Brooke!
Next week, Jason. Pleeeeease.