He spent 21 minutes in the Diary Room delivering a monologue about
how he isn't bothered if he goes, he's just concerned for his lovely ladyfriend
Lisa. "If I leave she can keep looking after them and be the nicest person
in the world. But as Pontius Pilate found out you've got to get close to
them.
Back your favourites to win here!
WTF?!?!?!
We're Lisa fans - not every woman tattoos her eyeliner on and can
lift a car with psychic powers - but we're hard pushed to envisage her ruling
ancient Judea, although we're sure her time as an aerobics teacher and
nightclub bouncer would stand her in good stead.
Yes he's a meat headed, delusionoid idiot but who else churns out
unimaginably rubbish bon mots like Mario? No one! Not now Kat's given up her
comedy-foreigner routine.
Who will win in the head-to-head between Mario and Boob Woman? Find
out tonight!
Meanwhile the housemates effed up their Irish dancing task and sex
maniac Australian Sara furthered her descent into pervery. "Can you see my
pants Rex?" she whined "they're leopard print!" Yes! And that
came mere seconds after she molested Stu and made growling noises. She's also
luring blind Mikey up the garden path, saying she'll sleep in whatever room
he's in. She doesn't know where to stop! Whore!! Sara out!