Did I say “dud”? Oh, I’m sorry, I meant “bud”.
Oh, who am I kidding, I meant dud.
Dr. Dud, that is. He’s a sweet guy and probably will make the most fantastic husband, but honey, he truly made for boring TV.
And so, to compliment his boring TV personality, he picked June Cleaver (aka Sarah from TN) to be his best girl. They can hold hands now and maybe kiss open mouthed when nobody’s looking. He even gave her his ring to wear around her neck. Isn’t that swell?

Probably, she was the best, most stable choice for him. All wise and knowing Maria and I have had this conversation several times. We knew he’d pick June to be his best girl in the end, but I so hoped he’d pick Moana. They had chemistry and passion. I really don’t see it between Dud and June, but I’m sure it’s there. Somewhere. Maybe it got caught in the crack between the twin beds when they pushed them together to play patty fingers.
Surely this momma’s boy wouldn’t go against his heart (or groin) and pick the safe girl based on what his parents’ thought?
*gasp!*
And what will June think when she sees tonight’s show and watch Dr. Dud’s nieces say, “I like Moana the best. I think he should choose her.”
Oh well. I found myself 2nd guessing who he would choose during the show. Great editing job, ABC. You almost had me convinced that a man like Travis would choose a girl like Moana.
Now, bring me a bad boy Bachelor again. How I long for the exciting days of Bob. Or as Maria the wonder brain calls him, “Blob”.

