8/22 10:56 PM PST
  • Nicole:I didn’t know that he really cuddles.
  • Christine:He cuddled with Frankie.
  • Frankie:Mhmm.
  • Cody and Victoria:Always.
  • Derrick:Frankie’s like, ‘Oh yeah, always.’
  • Victoria:What was your showmance name?
  • Frankie:Zankie. We were like immediately zankie, from the beginning. And he, um, there was like a night where he like rubbed my back until I fell asleep.
  • Victoria:Whaaaaaat?
  • Frankie:*Shifty eyes.* Yeah… it was talked about.
  • Nicole:You guys were in love.
  • Cody:In the beginning of the season he literally said to me ‘I want to fuck Frankie.’
  • Derrick:What!?
  • Cody:Day two!
  • Christine:Yeah, no, he kept saying that in the first couple weeks. He said that a lot actually.
  • Frankie:He says that to me all the time. He was like ‘I don’t understand that I want to have sex with you.’
  • Derrick:Okay, now we understand why he was so hurt when you told him the truth about who you really were!
  • Frankie:I know. (somewhat inaudible) I was like, are you in love with me? It’s possible.
  • Derrick:Frankie’s like the boyfriend in the relationship and is like ‘Baby, baby I’m sorry.’ And we’re all like ‘What the fuck, why is he so upset!?’
  • Frankie:I know, that’s kind of how I felt. I was like, why are you so upset? I don’t understand.
  • Christine:That’s so weird, he’s always like ‘If I was gay I would eff Frankie in a heartbeat.’
  • Frankie:He had his chance.
  • Frankie:Maybe Zach’s in the jury house being like ‘I miss Frankie so much, I mean, I think he’s the guy for me.’
  • Christine:It’s a definite possibility.

anonymous said:

One guy came into a club a friend of mine dances at. He sat off to the side and refused dances from every girl who approached him. Finally my friend goes over to him and just talks to him to find out what's up. Turns out that his brother died that day and he just didn't know where else to go but didn't want to be alone. She ended up spending the next few hours talking to him, keeping him company. He gave her $200, before he left to go home. Just an incident I thought was important to share.

That’s really great.  I once sat with an older guy who had literally JUST arrived from his dad’s funeral.  He was really sad but clearly more interested in having a distraction than wanting to talk about it, so I ended up selling him dances and chatting with him about happy things for a long time.

People say don’t judge a book by its cover, so I read the back instead and the first sentence was “What if God was a teenage boy?”

Well, we’d probably all be dead for one thing