Dusty is not getting anyone on her side. I’ll bet Kelly tried to advise her, but y’know, she scents blood now, and zeros in.
Durnell, for his part, is playing the bit he’s been assigned- aggrieved and combative. Everything the camera wants to see, in order to make compelling television.
Dusty, though, LIKES it.
Assign me to Team Durnell. Give me a bib, a bonnet and a beer.
Oh, yeah. You’d LOVE me to toss you a beer, punk! 😛
Actually, not right now. Because the Fest only sells beer in open-top cups.
*pulls a can out of my cargo shorts pocket, and lobs it at you*
Who said a Fest beer?
You show her Durnell! We got you back over Dusty Karen there.
Looks like Durnell’s strategy is playing out according to… strategerizing…
Now that is entertainment.
I’m getting ‘Team Durnell” on a pair of bib overalls.
TEAM DURNELL! TEAM DURNELL! TEAM DURNELL!!!
They’ll be married soon.
Yep, definitely gonna hafta re-glitter the suit after this event.
Or.. Ya know.. she’s TERRIBLE and everyone knows it..