Big Brother: And The Evicted Houseguest Is…

Wil BB14Well the Slient Six/Quack Pack have spoken, America. And gone from the game is Wig Wil! After a weird hour of programming that involved an “ice cream date” between Frank and Ashley that turned into a “make-out date,” Wil and his luscious luxury locks were sent packing back to the Britney Spears video from whence they came.

No one was really surprised by this, though, right? I mean, Frank had said from the get-go that Wig was the one he wanted out of the game, on top of the fact that he never really played it well. So really, his going far just wasn’t in the cards.

The HoH competition was next, and the fans decided that during “Swamped” the house guests would be tempted with a whole bunch of money. Tonight’s competition involved filling a jug with water. But–TWIST!–there were two other jugs. One labeled “Safety” and the other for the $10,000. And man was it slippery–in more ways than one. There was banjo music, ladies on their knees, and when we left only Mike Boogie was taking the money bait (because of course he was).

Regardless, next week episodes look to be game-changers, with a big ole DOUBLE ELIMINATION on the horizon. Are you happy Wil/Wig/Sailor Moon (seriously what was with the boating cap?) getting the boot? Are you mad Joe didn’t get evicted (or at least his bleach blonde flavor savor shaved off)? Sound off in the comments and make sure to check back tomorrow for Brian Moylan’s recap!

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Staff Writer Alicia Lutes is a corgi enthusiast from Connecticut living in Los Angeles. She loves Tina Fey, television, ugly things and really money cheese plates. Growing up, her grandfather frequently said, "you’re so god-damned good with words! You should do something with words with your life!" so she made it her quest to plaster her wordy witticisms across the Internet. She looks forward to retiring at the age of 80 and opening a fromagerie with a small army of wrinkly-faced and stumpy-legged dogs.