It became a testament to how bad the editing of this show was, that in order to figure out why that "what the fuck?!" decision that just happened actually happened, you'd have to go the Bravo website after each episode and read the judges' blogs.

I've really enjoyed these last few Flophouse eps. They've had the kind of laid back tone and cheerful but bleak outlook of earlier shows. It seems the longer Elliott's been with the podcast the more indulgent he's gotten, as if his need to entertain (or for him to be found entertaining) has overtaken the show. The…