Hello again! 17 down, 1 to go! I have to admit that I’m not quite sure how to address tonight’s episode. I feel like we’ve been down this ugly road before and quite frankly, I’m ready to take the first exit off the crazy turnpike. There’s no denying that this reunion was literally the modern day version of the OK Corral. We filmed for ten hours. TEN HOURS. It was one of the most frustrating and mentally exhausting things I’ve ever done. You need to understand the process. First, we live and experience what you see week to week in real time. Months go by, and we relive those moments as we watch each episode along with the viewing audience. In that time, we blog about it, talk about it in the different media venues, and answer all of your questions. When we meet to film the reunion, we’re pretty worn out emotionally. It’s liked the movie Groundhog Day. You wake up every day and you feel like you’re trapped in a time warp! Naturally, all of the emotions you’ve experienced in the past year or so come back to you full force during the reunion taping. It’s the moment of "truth." It’s the last time you’ll have to address any issues you may have with a castmate, or explain comments or behavior on your part too. Sooo, here we go… let's talk about tonight’s episode. First things first. I expected yelling, screaming, and tears. I NEVER expected Andy to get tossed like a rag doll. I was in complete shock when that happened. Actually, I had to compose myself because I wanted to cry. Seriously, I did. When Teresa jumped off the couch and approached Danielle it was literally within the first ten minutes of filming. The only thing going through my mind at that moment, beyond the obvious WTF is going on, was that I couldn’t sit through hours and hours of this. If this is happening now, what’s it going to be like when we get to the real issues? Thank God it never got to that level again, it was an ugly moment. Ugly, ugly, ugly. Now, let’s talk about me. First I need to explain a comment I made before you all have a stroke. When I told Andy that I didn’t find anything wrong with stripping and prostitution I simply meant this: A stripper puts herself (or himself) on stage and takes off their own clothes, no one else’s. A prostitute sells his or her own body, no one else’s. When someone goes to a strip club, or visits a prostitute, they do it voluntarily. It’s an individual's choice.