Capt. UberHusband summed up last night’s episode of The Bachelor with one sentence, in faux-response to Nanny McMallory’s request that Bachelor Brad take off his pants and come take a dip in her swimming pool of love:

I’d take off my pants, but then you’d see that I have no penis.

Yeah, I know the show is formulaic, but in it’s 123rd season I still find it terribly quaint that deluded men and women still think they can “find their soul mate (soulmate? soul-mate?)” in a Malibu mansion, surrounded by two dozen other women and a permanently open bar.

Hey, did you hear Andy & Tessa broke up?