Ok Then. Brad Stepped Off And Made A Note To Self: Dear Diary: Dont Ever Ask Chris If Crystal Pepsi Reinvented

Ok then. Brad stepped off and made a note to self: Dear Diary: Don’t ever ask Chris if Crystal Pepsi reinvented itself as a clothing line. Also do not follow up with any fun facts relating Southern California’s great physical distance from Atlanta as apparently ‘the American market is more sensitive to competitor rivalry than in Europe.’ Also do not bring up that no one in our circles really drinks soda. Finally, do not point out that Chris himself drinks coffee and is in fact doing so now. Love, me.

Brad 'lost' his shirt again.... HAAAAAYYYYYYYYY!

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Whatever. Brad was there for the Raiders game and some hot wings. It was basketball season right? Well, regardless Brad’s basket was always seasoned. That’s a make or break at any bake-off and Brad was baked to the max. He was 99.99% sure he’d win whatever it was that was happening. Chris could cover the .01%. He only ate a quarter of the brownie which just seems silly when you can just eat the whole pan.

Jose can’t see. Too much sun.

That’s ok. Brad can see the new model intern is fine. Really fine actually.

Chris just confirmed peeking around the corner. Jose is packing it.

All is well then.

The pool always turned milky when Chris thought of jockstraps or Brad forgot the cereal and the bowl.

Contrary to popular belief spandex capris pants can and do work out for men. Check out this gym hottie. Whether they look better on the floor still debateable. Chris said no word yet on tan lines or tats. The front desk says Mr Capri is apparently visiting from out of town so no one knows what’s below deck.

Brad then relayed the jealous woman with the super flat tummy who was walking out of the room when he walked in said Mr Capri here has been going at the current routine in front of the three way mirror for twenty minutes. She’d stick around for the rest of the show but needed to pick up her daughter from school.

Brad thought enough to get her number to text updates. He wasn’t Luke with his private eye but would catch what he could on film. Brad couldn’t remember if he mentioned he liked her moody green crop top but felt he would properly connect it as a driver of his actions in about three days time while chopping up a kale salad for lunch.

As for now, Mr Capri’s abs were lit. Yum … oh and those colorful shoes. Adorbs! Chris lusted over their size then wondered if the man might be Brazilian. Brad then asked if those pants might technically be capris? They could also be quarter length. No one doing cardio on the balcony overhang with a clear view could agree as to what either meant.

Chris missed the comment as that’s when the lunges started. Brad let out a faint gasp.