Peak Season: Episode Nine
Some say you’ve made it in life when you pay off your mortgage. Others say it’s when you get married, or have children. Well I disagree. The surefire way to tell if you’ve made it is if your life has a censorship warning. How many other people in the world can say, “let’s hang out, but I gotta’ let you know, I may contain coarse language, sexuality and mature subject matter.” This should be Whistler’s new welcome sign.
What Happens:
Lauren: Muhammed Ali’s Ring Partner
In this day and age, it seems as though Facebook is the newest form of foreplay. Why put in the physical effort when a simple semicolon can do the trick? It seems to work for the hilarious Steph Weber and the newly-deserted Matt James. I like Lauren and Steph’s analysis of Matt as a potential prospect. Apparently he’s “cute but he’s Aussie and has a girlfriend.” Hopefully that statement isn’t in order of importance.
After Matt pushes Lauren’s hot buttons by insulting her and Scoot, she decides to abandon her anger management steps and let her fists do the talking. Unfortunately, I’ll admit to being notable distracted by the small dog growing on Matt’s forearm the entire time. After decking Matt with a right hook that would make Chuck Liddell’s knees quiver, Lauren is pulled away from the cursing Aussie. In fact, the whole spectacle is like a twisted version of Jerry Springer, but with better looking people. In fact, I was tempted to jump up and scream for Lauren to use her formidable hoop earrings as a weapon.
Scoot: The Social Butterfly
Scoot always looks so comfy in his oversized parka and hat. If I were to go strictly by clothing, the idea that opposites attract would be completely accurate. Lauren’s hard-edge leather jacket pairs perfectly with Scoot’s soft parka, and that, my friends, is my attempt at a relevant metaphor. These university classes are truly paying off well.
It’s too bad this eternal bliss doesn’t last forever, because Scoot can’t hide in the jacket forever. You know those couples in your group that seem to fight as a form of foreplay? They scream, yell, smoke fiercely and sulk, all the while having no clue what they’re mad about? Scoot and Lauren seem to have the textbook symptoms of being one of those couples. He leaves her in a sullen smoking mess to barhop to the Beagle (bar-hopping in Whistler is literally that, hopping a block away), and we’re left to wonder if this volatile couple will make it.
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