It all clicked for me when I realized she’s from Minneapolis. Wanting to be hip and trying too hard, without having a firm grasp on what is actually cool - fits both the city and Sara’s aesthetic.

They were also faux-confused by the distinction between a macaroon and a macaron. Which yeah, of course french macarons are classier and more expected for a chef competition; but still, it was obvious they were serving the double-o, coconut one.

Except the cameraman! Seriously, that reckless driving would have been laughable if not for the fact that they were putting the filming crew in danger as well.

They did say that one kept the other company at the hospital all the time after she shot herself in the leg during training.

You sound like those people who won’t give cash to a homeless person because they think they know better about how money should be spent.

I’m glad someone else noticed that!

Didn’t Jerri do the same at her first reunion?

Netflix’s YOU, but with Jeff Probst as the judgmental stalker.

In the very first challenge of Heroes vs. Villains, Stephanie dislocated her shoulder and Rupert broke a toe. It was wild.

Flagged KidZoloft’s post for being so douchetastic.

I don’t know, I’d say more like Robb...

I reflexively whisper-yell COME ON IN GUYS every time the musical and visual cues indicate a challenge.

My girl Sophie’s got ya!

Um. Gross.

I was hovering over the like button right up until I got to the weird “mulatto babies” comment. What the hell year is it?

He’s a particular hippie-type dude who’s obnoxiously “chill” and “laidback,” except it’s covering for a multitude of rage issues seething beneath the surface. I’ve known guys like this.

Sophie and Sophie.

FALSE

Watching Brandon take on the role of Cochran’s personal bodyguard was so unexpected and fucking delightful.

He literally tells her she’s asking him (her brand new employer) to do something illegal that will violate people’s right to privacy, and she just goes all “C’mon. Pleeease?”