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Thoughts on RHONY season 12, episode 7

 Trips always breed contempt.

  1. Martin is so blunt and seems like a cartoon character
  2. Tinsley boxing is comedy gold
  3. Yeah I don't get why Dorinda is so hard on Tinsley
  4. Dear god Luann has no idea about how most apartments look
  5. Luann, falling in the bushes wasn't the biggest problem you had from drinking...remember how your kids sued you?
  6. Some people don't have control over alcohol, Tinsley
  7. Luann, I honestly doubt that you've developed this sense of control in like a year
  8. Wait is it a breakup or a break, Dorinda?
  9. Dorinda...you say Tinsley doesn't open up but you let everyone find out about your break up through Page 6?
  10. Wow all the housewives are single...I think this is a first
  11. Hahahahahaha it's called Weed Orchards
  12. "Welcome to the farm" sounds so creepy
  13. Breakfast wine isn't normal
  14. I do enjoy that giant glass with no base
  15. Dorinda, I really don't get why you dislike Tinsley this much
  16. "I can't edit myself to dumbness"
  17. So...is Elyse going to join the cast?
  18. Dorinda is having a breakdown
  19. Is weed a tree?
  20. Hay rides are always slow
  21. Man this place's owner doesn't want to be hit on by Sonja
  22. Did Sonja just steal corn?
  23. I cannot believe two of them peed in the maze
  24. Sonja stuck a corn stalk between her cheeks...this is TV
  25. Ramona, that's not a destination...it's a way for you to be high enough to find your way out
  26. Sonja, don't use Riesling as a lubricant
  27. I cannot wait to see them in the Russian bath house

(Prompt by me)

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