Overnight feedThe show begins with idle chatter among all the housemates.
Sam is altering a black jacket for his eviction, BB tells him to stop using the kitchen knife - health and safety.
Dave and Steve talk about their favorite topic - BB & evictions.
Andrew and Mario go to the DR.
Josie goes to the bathroom to have a bath, John joins her and goes on a rant at how BB have fraked him over.
"I am in control, they will not control me, they need me on this show, I have proven that. I will not do any interviews..."
The man is full of contradictions, ****, and he is a liar.
He said he did not wear the crap custom because that was BB trying to take the piss.
Now I am certain his reason at the time for not wearing it was because he said Corin was not playing her part in the task.
He insists BB fraked him over by putting Rachel back in the house.
Josie told him what I said yesterday, he didn't have to continue his bitchy attitude towards Rachel, he could have redeemed himself and just had a laugh at the situation.
He also went into his me me me rant. BB wanted me, BB has done so much for me, I control BB...
This is what turns up in an adult body when they have never been put in their place, and they continue on that path because they surround themselves with people who allow them to continue in the arrogant, paranoid world they have created for themselves.
Josie asked him to leave her alone in the end because he was doing her head in.
Hyperactive Sam and the Monk come in the get John out of the bathroom to play games with them...
He refuses to play, tells Sam he is going to the DR, again.
Wired Sam asks him why he is going to the D again for. John tells him he wants to talk to them about evictions. "I can tell you everything about evictions I know everything about them" Sam says.
John ignore Sam because he wants his own camera time in the DR.
The Monk, Sam and Mario cover the whole sitting with with the kitchen parchment paper. Sam and the Monk take all the bags of rice, lentils and other stuff in bags from the kitchen and proceed to throw all the contents of the bags over the sitting room.
They took their air time performance to a new level, the level of eight or nine year old boys with learning difficulties, understandable really because none of them a real men.
These are the real fakes.
