Part of the opening is Laurie and Doug giving decorating recommendation to a https://spankingporn.vip/ while-shifted Pilgrims. Fortunately, the Pilgrims are solely actors, because actual Pilgrims would most likely have the decorating duo within the pillory with their ears nailed to the wooden. Laurie's violating dress codes (circa 1620) and Doug is, let's be trustworthy right here, Doug. In the event that they did not discover something to hate after one or two episodes they would not be making an attempt exhausting sufficient. This is followed by a shot of Amy Wynn and one other Pilgrim sawing a log with a two-particular person noticed while Ty tries to look busy. Ty suggests a cordless saw. Well, that is form of what it is already. The trenches: The room Doug might be abusing is a kitchen/dining-room/living-room combo. Which is, to my eyes, gaudy and cramped. And these items is new? Cripes. Homeowners: Tina and James. Laurie's sufferer room is a protracted but not terrible-trying dwelling room. Its major downside is that it looks, effectively, really really lived-in. But I'm being polite. I do not like it a lot, both. Homeowners: John and Barbie. (A blonde named Barbie. They're all blondes, aren't they?) They even have canines, so Barbie does not need anything "too fancy", because she has animals. You got Laurie in there, you understand that? I'd drive this automotive right into a wall if it weren't for the opposite people on the highway! Ah, Laurie and Doug go buying. Laurie, being the great particular person she is, is backseat driving, saying she is aware of how you can get to Beacon Hill. She follows this up by proclaiming to the primary set of ears she sees (an antiques supplier) that Doug's driving isn't as much as par. She also will get the vapours (not less than, that's what it regarded like) when telling the dealer that she's answerable for half 100 grand in cash. Antique dealer instantly tries to promote her all the pieces in arm's attain. He knows his prospects, that's for sure. You've watched this show before... right? Ah, one of many homeowners has already talked about that she desires to maintain her beloved ground. And already I hear both carpenters talking about their Designing Overlords changing the flooring. It's already shaping as much as be a daily day on the races. Decadent: In the strategy of ethical or physical decay. Laurie buys a $2,800 chair and squeals that she's "sooooooooo decadent!" She additionally mentions that she has carte blanche, "Nobody to carry me accountable!" for what she does. (Calls up a screencap of the homeowners.) Yep, it's just an everyday day on the races, all right. Ads with out the commercials: Only Ty, Amy Wynn, and a camera crew could stroll into a home Depot and get help instantly. Ty, ever the gentleman, asks to be helped find the bathroom. Ty-dor the Burninator: Ty (who, driving a toy car in one other scene, spun out) supposedly blocked the fire lane of the home Depot he went to. Math time: if the wooden he's looking at (and wincing about the worth) is $529 per sq. foot, and there's about a hundred square toes in the shop, how a lot will the lawsuit for simply that lumber be if the place burns down? Ad executives. They execute ads. Throughout the commercial, we see Sony Vega advert number one. Do not forget that. The Perkinator: Paige explains the rules, and looks to be about to burst earlier than she mentions the $100,000. When she does mention it, there's much pleasure and Barbie accuses Paige of being "full of it". When you imply full of perkiness, you are proper. Meanwhile, Tina's vocabulary has devolved into "Stop it! Stop it!" I died in your arms tonight: Laurie, ever the master of the subtle, tells the newly-arrived homeowners that she is "Dying, I am dying for you!" Evidently Tina would not need Laurie lifeless - towards the needs of some viewers members, one would suppose - because she continues her litany of "Stop it!" in between other, more significant, phrases. Laurie also claims she's shaking, and she holds out her hand and shakes it to prove it. (Holds out hand and shakes it.) Damn, so am I. Hard to type with one hand, though. Gender mirrors: Both male homeowners appeared reluctant to hitch their wives in the big Excited Designer Hug. Don't they make sauce? Product placement alert: Doug's putting in Pergo floors. Crooooooooooooooowbar! Tina and James try to pry their neighbor's Tv out of an armoire, however it's wedged in tight. Much endeavoring finally frees it of its moorings. My evil aspect needed to see them use a crowbar, but they did not, I assume because it's, you realize, a bigass expensive Tv. Damn, the destruction quotient will likely be surprisingly low this episode. Meanwhile, Doug unloaded some new cabinets. Woo! They'll destroy the old cabinets! No one can use old cabinets! Woo! Grrr! Hulk angry! Hulk run fingers though hair and sigh and say Hulk is confused! Laurie will, she claims, have a significant hissy match if the carpet is glued. It is not, so we're saved a track and dance, and as a substitute subjected to a music and dance about placing down maple floors. She's shaking her hands once more too, however with each hands. (Tries it.) TYPUNG WITGH Nose HARDF.L. Prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrybar! Mark, Nathan, and John. No, they are not apostles, they're Doug's crew of pleasant Home Depot Product Placement At-Home Services helpers. Wow, between the extendible pointer stick he is been utilizing to level at things, the identify "Operation Sophistication", and his military of builders, he'll be carrying a basic's outfit for the designer chat at the end of the episode. They've also acquired a pry bar! MANLY DESTRUCTION TIME! Airhead vs. Gasbox: Laurie (to her huge and abyssal disappointment) cannot change the gasbox fireplace, as it could take too long. Given the shoddy-work horror stories you hear from some former Trading Spaces victims homeowners, I wonder at replacing it anyway. I can see the headlines now: "Plymouth obliterated in fireball. Homeland Security hunting Al-Qaeda agent codenamed 'Laurie Smith'." Drawer Wars: Okay, first the 'Amy Wynn and Ty battle for the router bit device drawer' gags have been humorous, but they rapidly obtained severely creepy. I do not even need to know what the hell's happening with those boxer-quick-like abominations Ty whipped out - Is that a thing to make it appear like your ass is hanging out? - but I'd prefer to have phrases with somebody over it. Painful words. Though I'm wondering at Amy Wynn's qualifier that this is the first time she and Ty have crossed paths "as carpenters". I'm secretly hoping it means that the subsequent Trading Spaces spinoff will be Trading Spaces: Highlander. You already know, Amy Wynn's strolling down a dark alley, then there's that weird sound as Ty steps out of the shadows, they have a flashback to this scene, then they pull out swords and attempt to hack one another's heads off. (If it ever occurs, my prayers are with Amy Wynn. Oh, wait, I'm agnostic. Okay, my vitriolic phrases of hatred are with Ty, then.) Heeeeeeere we are, born to be kings.... Well, I suppose this Amy Wynn vs. Ty arm wrestling is as shut as I'll get to an epic battle at the tip of which there will be only one. Paige breaking it up is hardly epic, as well. Spank me, I've been a foul bad boy.... Paige took to slapping guys on the ass this episode. First was Ty (though she missed and received him closer to the kidney) when he made a closing play for Amy Wynn's software drawer. It should have been spontaneous, else I'm sure Ty's scriptwriter (he should have one, no mannequin-turned-carpenter might suppose up this much dialogue) would have put in some cheap-shot remark about enjoying the spanking. Her second sufferer was a homeowner, John (who's working with Doug), but she seemed to imply it as encouragement as he walks off digicam to do some work. He seemed to take it as encouragement, as I heard an off-camera "Woo-hoo!" just a few seconds after the slap. I presume the delay was John shortly checking to verify that Paige, not Doug, had slapped him. I'm so disenchanted I wish to bust up one thing! They did not bust up the cabinets. Paige is as disenchanted as I'm. Seems that John, not content with getting his dwelling done as he works here, is taking the cabinets for his garage. Aww, boo. Recyclers be DAMNED! On tonight's Trading Spaces, Ty helps Laurie get in contact with her internal pimp: At least, that's what it appears to be like like as he offers her his pimp-flavah large "$$$" ring and matching dollar-signal neck weight during their discussion of the brand new mantle for the fireplace. "Yeah, simply cowl your marriage ceremony ring with that." Evidently he's not making an attempt to make her appear to be a single madam as a lot as externalizing her need to spend and spend and spend. Well, he is on the right track then. I simply didn't realize that Laurie's internal desires seemed so very like a homey wit' bling-bling. There's got to be therapy for that. Evidently, the bling-bribe was sufficient to clean Laurie's mind of excellent ideas: Ty gets to design the entertainment heart. It cantilevers. Sounds interesting. Though, if a brand new viewer tuned in whereas he was describing it in detail and the way it's going to tie into the room, they'd be questioning why the designer's wearing a software belt and who the lady within the gaudy jewelry is. Oh captain my captain: Doug's acquired a struggle room arrange. I inform ya, he'll be Four-Star General Doug earlier than this is over. Oh my God, he's acquired a wall-sized chart. And Paige is looking it sensible. For Hastur's sake, don't encourage him! He's also summoned Mark, an electrician, from the misty deep. His army is increasing with every passing minute; before long no mortal will be able to stop his reign. The electrician goes to put in lights (recessed fixtures) around the fireplace. Wait a minute, that's Mark the electrician, John the homeowner, and Mark, Nathan, and John the unrelated three-man Home Depot collective. Man, this is going to get confusing. No, it isn't yellow. It's a darkish light off-off-yellow. Laurie first seems to be admitting to the truth that her paint palette is, nicely, limited. "You realize, I try to fool everyone, and it's like... naaaah." Yellow. It should be yellow. "I don't see this color as boring. It's an exquisite wealthy color and I'm utilizing the mistaken tool to attempt get the can top off with...." No, you are using the proper tool incorrect. I can see the lid shifting almost an inch off the can on the far facet. Because the paint stirrer she's utilizing is simply going to get covered in paint anyway, she should simply stick it within the can at the boundary between the open a part of the lid and the stuck part, and twist. As she reveals the paint - which is yellow - she fires the primary salvo in her regular battle over the exact coloration. "I understand it appears to be like more yellow there" - That's as a result of it's yellow! - "nevertheless it dries a extremely sort of earthen...." An earthen yellow maybe? James seems to have seen the present earlier than, as he mumbles something that appears like "It dries...." like he'll say "It dries yellow." however trails off. Laurie, undaunted by my muttered insults and James's nebulous comments, continues. "It's called 'Chestertown Buff'." Appears like a porn star. Our Yellow Du Jour has 37 leads to Google, it's so well-liked. Laurie paints some on the blue wall, so we can all see the glory of not-yellow that she's seeing. On the wall, it appears to be like yellow. So yellow, the truth is, that even she's forced to admit it. "And on this blue, it's looking really yellow." No, my dear, it's not the blue that's making it yellow, it's the yellow that is making it yellow. Tina tries to be consoling and compromising. I do not assume she's seen much of this present before, then. She says "I think Barbie needed yellow. I imply, we are able to say yellow, okay? We can say buff, but it is yellow." But Laurie's not accomplished yet, no sir. After closing her eyes (to keep away from the damning yellow proof, I presume) and tensing up like she's just stepped into something disgusting, she says "No, but it's not yellow! Eeeee!* Let me go get the swatch; this is gonna drive me loopy, it isn't y'all." (*To translate that "Eeee!" into written English: That's "Eeee!" as in "Eeee! That is unpleasant!" not "Eeee! A MOUSE!" or "Eeee! We're finished!" A nasty, but not scary, eeee.) Tina, getting sick of Laurie's avoidance of the painting (and the writing) on the wall, factors on the yellow and says "Laurie, yellow." as if she was introducing them to each other. I'm thinking they're going to wish so as to add a tenth circle to Hell simply to accommodate the dangerous Trading Spaces designers. Another one! Doug has hired an "artisan" named Ron. Doug explains how he hires art teams to do creative work for all his excessive end clients. I'm certain that can put Barbie at ease, as soon as she goes house and learns that Laurie hasn't employed anybody so far and is burning time arguing about yellow. Speaking of which.... And another one of these too.... For every hired hand Doug summons, Laurie has an insistence that it isn't frickin' yellow. (Not that she'd ever use such phrases herself, no....) Paige has appeared to echo Laurie's sentiment that it that it needs two coats. However, Paige says they need it just to ensure it is really, shock shock, yellow. I wonder on the high quality precision with which Laurie reaches the tip of the sentence "It's Chestertown Buff, it isn't..." simply as Paige chimes in with "And it appears to be like..." so Paige and the homeowners' shout of "Yellow!" simultaneously drowns out Laurie and ends her sentence. Laurie, in response, throws a miniature foot-stamping tantrum. "No it isn't, it is BUFF!" She follows this with a giggle, which jogs my memory of a Usenet troll who follows a flame with a smiley face, so you possibly can never fairly tell if he's insulting or just tactless. I do hope her one-12 months-old son Gibson is watching, he'll be taught some great suggestions for being a brat just by watching Mommy! Then we'll see a toddler sturdy sufficient to hoist his mother with her personal petard. Ahhh! Prison of love flashback! No, it isn't quite brown-grey enough, but Ron explains they'll be placing a blue-gray plasterish/paintish product on the walls, which can then be speckled with the same stuff to make a textured wall. Doug does the primary coat (utilizing a roller), then Barbie does the speckling (utilizing a brush). The speckling looks nice. Paige fault: Laurie appears to have conveniently forgotten that $a thousand of her budget (she thankfully has $1500 left, I used to be so nervous) goes to Paige, to take a homeowner looking for the "Paige Gift", an merchandise of the homeowner's choice that the designer will have to make use of in the room. My suggestion to Tina and James: $1000 of vivid inexperienced paint, or considered one of the other colours Laurie cannot use as a most important point of her designs. Oh, and a can of inventory-commonplace yellow, only for comparability functions. Laurie, feeling the money slipping out of her fingers, bites her finger in considered the way to spend her final $500 before Paige grabs it. Apparently, Paige already has some ideas about where to take the homeowners buying. She says it is to Laurie's liking. Laurie ain't shopping for it. Where's the red-sizzling eye poker? Or the cyanide? The going-to-business bumper was a shot of Ty smothering Amy Wynn with the creepy boxer shorts. In the immortal words of A.K. Swift: "Watch me vomit!" Speaking of vomiting.... Sony Vega advert quantity two. Keep in mind that. Oh, and does not the ditty in the background of the "E-Bay bidding" Earthlink ad sound like the Moon Patrol theme? The Howling: Tina and James speak about how lucky their neighbors are to be scoring all-new furnishings. (And your outdated cabinets, sister.) Tina, nevertheless, mentions that they have a giant ol' "Marmaduke" dog (That's the kind of animals they've?) that was allowed on the outdated furniture. Oh, I'm certain that $2,800 chair is going to have excessive resale value when, as an alternative of something like Laurie's dainty little hips, it may have an enormous mass of slobbering dogflesh parked on it. And remember no matter fabric Laurie's received in thoughts for this room.... James needs to sink their $1000 gift into a great gate. Meanwhile, Paige springs her Paige Gift on John and Barbie. I notice she does not stress the "Has to make use of it within the room." factor. Or indeed, even have Doug round. Ty vs. Ty: A shot of Amy Wynn. Something sails in from off-digicam and hits her, eliciting an "Ow! That one damage!". I used to be positive it was Ty, but as a substitute it's Doug proving he is usually a bastard, too. Doug is getting Amy Wynn to make a desk. The table of her dreams. Dougie boy, the desk of her goals is prefab. Though she does caress that wooden actually lovingly. Hordes of men watching wish to be that wood. The table will be six by three in mahogany and maple. Amy Wynn promises to have the building of it performed tonight, so it can be completed up tomorrow - evidently the crew would not have the planer needed to deal with the job. Doug's military of teamsters vs. Laurie's seamster: Finally, Laurie's first sign of hired help, Daniel, seems. Or, extra precisely, Laurie drags Tina into the dank basement-cum-sweatshop the place she's trapped the poor man. He's a "skilled 'stitcher', is what the proper lingo is for a man". So, what is it for a girl? A stitchress? A stitchrix? A stitchrice? Or could it probably be a 'stitcher' as effectively? It all sounded like she was stressing that he was a man. He's a man, we could tell, he looks like one, he can sew, massive deal, let's move on. Tina has been taken into the dungeons so she can iron. Appliances are better than leisure: Doug speaks to the homeowners about their Paige reward. They're leaning extra in the direction of dwelling leisure, surround sound, and many others. Doug is steering them in direction of kitchen appliances. Did the man not funds for them, or what...? Dougby and Pokey: Doug continues to be tapping and poking at issues together with his little pointer, from Amy Wynn's wooden to the cabinets. He's additionally demanding to be saluted by his Home Depot prices, now. Certainly one of the home Depot folks, who I'm calling MarkNathanorJohn, mentions (at Doug's repeated proddings for a realistic ETA on getting the cabinets executed) that it'll be a couple of hours "as long as we have no extra interruptions". Doug asks MarkNathanorJohn if he is implying that Doug is an interruption. MarkNathanorJohn denies it, however homeowner John turns quisling and says that MarkNathanorJohn is indeed implying that. Looks like John's jockeying for the position of Trusted Lieutenant. So Laurie carries a headshot of Doug together with her wherever she goes? Well, at least it's not a headshot of Frank.... Laurie is hiding her face behind a monochrome headshot of Doug (very attractive picture, I need to admit, in that noncommittal man manner of admitting one other man seems hunky). She's doing this as a part of a fancy and fully nonscripted subterfuge specializing in stealing Doug's electrician away to do her electrics work. The gag, while tired, is not as bad because it sounds because this is all shot by way of the Paige Cam. Laurie, who usually seems at least sort of cute, tends to look like a fish on the Paige Cam. For most of this Paige Cam moment, we can't see her face. Think of all of the unborn nuts that died for this mantle! Ty has busted out a new walnut wood mantle for Laurie (from a photograph of an analogous mantle). Laurie says that, despite the haste, it's essentially the most stunning thing she's ever seen. Well, use good wooden as a substitute of MDF, that occurs. Also, working with the Banyan logo looming over him in all probability reminds him of his evil company masters. You do not displease the evil corporate masters, for they're delicate and fast to downsize. I, for one, welcome my evil corporate masters! It's the damn normal they appointed I have problems with: Amy Wynn speaks to the Paige Cam for a second on how, regardless of solely working on one home, it appears like 4 due to all that is happening. She additionally fondles the wooden once more. Mahogany. I'd fondle it too. Doug seems to have unusual ideas. Doug desires to stain the mahogany black. I know nothing about wood, however Amy Wynn (getting harassed over the entire affair) appears like she's on the right track when she explains the following: Doug desires the wooden dark, however doesn't appear to be thinking that ending it's going to darken it to start with. Staining it as well as is just going to make it appear like they painted it black. The wood grain can be misplaced in the blackness. Doug's ears don't appear to be burning pink throughout this: He's with his electrician because the fellow installs the final of the halogen ceiling lights. Doug performs with the dimmer a bit. Maybe he can sense the approach of immortals: Ty, sensing James's strategy, turns and greets him without any obvious cues that James should be there. For his subsequent trick, he will get James to noticed a piece of wood. Ty then goes on to show Laurie his sketchbook page devoted to the cocktail table he's doing. I'm glad that the digicam angle allows us to see inside the sketchbook and affirm it is an image of a desk: Laurie gasps with such intensity at the sketch that, if we couldn't see it, we'd surprise what else Ty's been sketching. Appliances are better than leisure redux: So this is why Doug does not want his folks spending their $1,000 Paige Gift money on leisure. There's a Sony Vega 42 inch plasma Tv sitting in a trailer outdoors. Surround sound, pc that's integrated with the whole mess if Doug is to be believed, the whole shebang. How good's the security on these shoots, and any idea in the event that they're doing one other $100,000 episode? John's thought on the containers of expensive expertise? "Good factor this goes to James, 'trigger I wouldn't be capable of figure it out." (Blink. Blink.) Come ON! You're a man! Tv-related toys and the obtaining thereof are some extent of honor for many men! You ought to be on your knees praying for certainly one of these things! You sissy! Of course, I would not need one both, I'd quite a bigass monitor for my 3.06 GHz Pentium box, however I admit my sissiness. And my geekiness. This promo of sorts was, all in all, a convenient method to do an in-present Sony Vega plug to match the ones we have seen twice thus far in the advert blocks. In unrelated information, apparently John "won the coin toss" (which was additionally off-digital camera... hmm) and goes out with Paige to hunt down the elusive Paige Gift. Barbie is dissatisfied that she has to stay residence while her husband will get to exit with Paige. Good factor she missed the ass-slapping and the "Woo-hoo!" a while back, else she'd be more than simply disillusioned. I also discover that John will not be so frightened about his wife staying residence with Doug and all these burly Home Depot construction workers. Oh ye of much faith. Add an ad rant: I don't love screaming babies in advertisements. But this Stainmaster Carpet one really gets me: Daddy places his incessantly screaming child on the carpeted flooring while he grabs a stuffed animal. Baby falls asleep immediately. As they plug the consolation of the carpet, a disclaimer fades in at the bottom of the screen: "It is strongly recommended babies not sleep on their stomachs." As somebody watching with me mentioned: "It is strongly recommended infants not sleep on their stomachs, but this one isn't ours so we don't give a rattling." Zoooom! The show roars again with a shot of Ty driving a souped-up golf cart, shouting to feminine pedestrians*, and passing a van reading "The (Something) of Mark Connolly". (*The sound has been muted for the musical again-from-business sting, so I do not know what he says.) Kid in a candy shop time: Laurie's so joyful about something that she has both James and a camera crew in tow as she approaches it. It's a truck. In the truck is furnishings. And on the furnishings is... fabric! Laurie expresses her love for the fabric, and begins caressing the primary piece seen through the delivery plastic. She continues by giving a plug to the furniture maker and explaining how she selected the fabric for the furnishings. (In fact she wouldn't accept stock upholstering!) She lovingly details, with appropriate closeups, how the yellow in a single piece ties in to the yellow of one other piece. Question: Why are these two items of furniture lined in pale yellow and yellow/acid inexperienced stripes, when the partitions are, by Laurie's insistence, not yellow in any respect? Why are the chairs not Chestertown Buff? Or camel? Or any of one of Laurie's odd paint names? Why? Because she loses herself in the outline of the fabric and doesn't catch herself using the forbidden word.... YELLOW! The prices she quotes, at James' request? $4900 for the sofa, $4200 for the love seat, $3900ish for a chair, and someplace between $1600 and $2600 (Laurie's lost count) every for two different chairs. Custom fabrics have their value. Doug abuses the peons and appeases his masters: During Laurie's furnishings lovefest, we minimize away for the following bits: 1) Amy Wynn shows her progress on the table to Doug. They argue in regards to the completion time, ending with Amy Wynn's "Fifteen (minutes) AND You're not STAINING IT!" 2) Doug and his pointing stick meet with MarkNathanorJohn. MarkNathanorJohn explains how they're installing the new cabinets and the way he just, because he's a pleasant man, knocked collectively a bit of conduit so a flooring vent that was ineffective below the old floor cupboards will now redirect out into the kitchen. Doug says how much he loves MarkNathanorJohn's work. The gods of Home Depot smile and nod and see it is sweet. They promise to present Doug another slave to push around. 3) Amy Wynn reveals Barbie the best way to do mitered edges with a chop noticed. Get transferring or I'll plant another one in your ass! Paige and her slapping pal John are off to blow $1000. And they're off in a stretch limo. Paige notices that John seems nonchalant in regards to the limo and the $1000 cash Paige is brandishing. After all he is, he's bought Paige in the backseat with him and he's due to this fact robotically kicked into "suave" mode. I imply, Paige within the backseat of a limo with a lot of cameras, what more might a guy want? For the remainder of this purchasing journey, I'm calling John "Spanky". Ty reveals extra of his sketchings to ladies: Tina's learning about the table that makes Laurie gasp. Tina, in contrast, is gasp-free. Meanwhile, Barbie's not an apt pupil at Amy Wynn's chop noticed. The blade stops halfway by means of a piece of wood and the machine starts screaming like a banshee with its leg in a bear lure. Amy Wynn has Barbie cease and explains what happens when you place a lot power on the handle. Barbie, supposedly wiser for the lesson, then starts up again and the screeching begins once more. Reacting to the "a lot drive" screeching, she puts both hands on the handle and starts utilizing twice as a lot power as before. Now commences Amy Wynn shouting "TURNITOFFTURNITOFFTURNITOFF!" over the blade's unholy rasp. The blade off, she calmly (I do not know how) says "You've received my saw a little offended." Well, the saw could be angry, however I don't suppose it's the noticed that is in all probability seeing visions of twisting this Barbie doll's head until it comes off. Ty packs his wooden and Tina right into a automobile to go on a quest for heavier hardware amenities. Guy doing gal things: Shh, it's a Best Buy. Shhhh! Paige and Spanky arrive at a Best Buy, a proven fact that is simply apparent when you see the reflected brand and the occasional in-store signal. I'm guessing they didn't pay enough ad dollars. Now, we see Spanky's fantasies about going out with Paige dashed hopelessly towards the rocks of reality. While she is a woman, and he a man, there's nonetheless something separating them: She's a lady, and he is a man. A girl and a man who're shopping. Paige starts to mull over the relative advantages between a toaster and a toaster-oven, while Spanky simply desires to seize the first thing that looks like a toaster and go. Paige, being the nice hostess, gives in simpler than any self-respecting woman ever should. Gal doing man issues: She's out with Ty. Shhhh! While on their area journey to the Magic Land of Big Routers, Ty - referring to himself within the third particular person - corrects Tina's misconceptions of a excessive-tech router, which he claims shouldn't be so very similar to a "funky noticed" (in Tina's words) as it's like the Terminator. Insert your California recall joke right here. However, Ty quickly defers to the Keeper of the Router for more advanced information. In this the Keeper fails, principally regurgitating Ty's words however with more jargon and fewer action film references. Guy doing gal issues, half 2: It's a bust. And cease looking at Paige's! Paige declares the procuring journey "a bust". Now we know Best Buy didn't pay much. But Spanky has an idea! A Playstation for the youngsters! Imagine enjoying that on the bigscreen Tv! Paige says, "Oh, dude, you're thinking!" What he hasn't thought of is that there is going to be a holy conflict over that Tv when the mother and father need to watch cable and the kids need to play Crash Bandicoot. Gal doing guy issues, half 2: What-what-WHAT? Ty discusses one thing with Tina over the router noise. It sounds to me like "I feel the goowa bafudgeit! 'Cuz I fava mudgeit! Az az a wonderful factor!" Tina responds with "Take a stroll all the way down to my home subsequent!" I think Ty's speaking about how you can also make beautiful issues with a big finances. Nepotism! Doug has employed an outdated coworker (nicely, an previous manager, I think - Doug used to work in his store) named Chris to help Amy Wynn do some wainscoting work. Doug kisses Amy Wynn to speed up the work. Chris declines an analogous boon. That's a lovely wainscoat: So, of two pronunciations of 'wainscoting' I found in all the dictionaries I checked and one I discovered only in a few, they went for the rarer one. Okay, fantastic. I hear "Postal 2" is really good. Let's get that. Ah, the wonders of choosing a sport to go with the PS2. After Paige and her pal present their incompetence at playing, Spanky grabs a recreation and says "This seems to be like a child's recreation." An incredibly scientific strategy to do it, compared to, say, the score. Paige says it appears extra like a child's recreation than, say, (Paige grabs semirandom title) "this". Some rewinding and fastforwarding later and i realized it was Everquest! Bwa-ha-ha! A terrific plug for the Evercrack Elven Princess and her twin Boobs of Fanboy Attraction +5! Paige, pleased about their reasoned choice of game, lets out a scream. Little doubt the opposite clients, who I'm positive are even now being held in the far side of the shop by TLC safety goons, had been glad to hear her whoop of ecstasy. Lil' Miss Eloi visits her pet Morlock: Laurie gasps, both as a result of her basement stitcher has completed the gold table skirts he was doing, or as a result of the Paige whoop in the last scene deafened her. "Oh, it is so great!" Definitely the skirt, then. Seeing one finished, with yellow-gold topper fabric, elicits a further half-moaned "Oh, that's lovely." I mentioned it, there's an orgasmically joyous squeal coming up. Are they sporting seatbelts? With 770 dollars left after buying the PS2 - It was solely $230 after taxes, with a sport? - Paige and Spanky talk about their next cease. Spanky, clearly making an attempt to recall the road from memory, says: "What about Home Depot has a... a... residence retailer!* Home Style... retailer! And it is all excessive-finish appliances... uh, or hi-excessive-finish** things for your home." He then provides a hastily-mumbled, "We can go there." *Paige quietly starts to prompt him earlier than he catches himself. **He provides the PS2 box he is holding a slap to emphasise his level - or his frustration - here. Poor Spanky, Paige is making you work for your new cabinets. In all fairness, though, Paige's angst-ridden look, supposedly as she was weighing advantages of the 20 minute one-manner journey to the home Depot retailer, followed by a desperate "STEP ON IT!" to the limo driver, was only nominally more genuine and much more annoying than Spanky's hack job on the house Depot line. In one other dimension, Doug pushes "Barbie Doll" into some sewing, so she "steps on it" and zips through about $5 of the 75-greenback-a-yard silk curtains immediately. Doug admonishes her and speaks menacingly of messing up 300 dollars in silk. Now all Barb has to do is tick off Paige and she'll have aggravated all the holy trinity of Designer, Carpenter, and the Perky Host. Poor girl, television life isn't treating her properly at all. Though, if Doug's using 75-dollar-a-yard silk for drapes, what's Laurie going to do to trump him? $200 per yard? And one other thought: If Doug's so apprehensive about the silk, why's he drinking proper over it? Meanwhile, with the competent feminine homeowner.... Ty, now back on the house, takes a break from the cocktail table of routing wonders to show Tina how his grasp plan on the shelving system goes. After a lot moaning and groaning, he matches the leisure middle shelving system into place on the longer term wall mount. They do not exactly slide as much as they are often yanked out of place and caught into a slightly completely different horizontal place. But hey, higher to have a snug fit than to have all your CDs fall out of the shelf. He also referred to as down the routing magic on the shelving system, to make advantageous horizontal grooves into which CD jewel instances fit. Tina reiterates her desire to get Ty in her house. Then he says "Are you loopy? There isn't any room for me over there!" Oh, great. Now Tina is aware of about the Legions of Doug ravaging the land whereas she was locked in the basement with a stitcher. I went to the World Expo in Montreal. It was method cooler than this. Paige and Spanky pull up in front of the Expo Design Center. I thought they'd the unsuitable place till I saw the comparatively tiny writing "A house Depot Company" under the title. Between his manly shopping approach and his admitted lack of know-how talent, he goes for the blender that, as Paige says, simply has an on and off change. My blender's older than I'm and it has more options than that. We now pause for a break from the Spank & Mindy show. Back dwelling, Barbie is indignant (heh heh) that Paige and Spanky are off having enjoyable. Doug turns the screws a bit about the cash, the limo, Paige.... Hey, I'd rather him off in a limo with Paige and a thousand dollars than him off alone in a limo with a thousand dollars. Paige is not a woman now, she's a lady who's procuring. Whole 'nother being proper there. She's about as sexy as a lifeless fish to an average guy right now. Doug turns the screws a bit extra, invoking the work "perky". Because you realize that every screaming tryst is described as "perky". Spanky is doing all of the homework tonight. Bad, unhealthy Spanky. We now end our pause. Paige, showing her perkiness, makes an attempt to buy a lot of the store earlier than realizing her finances won't hold. She screams a bit too. I hope Barb did not hear that. After the business, and with darkness lurking outdoors the windows, they arrive home. Doug struggles with the video sport title "Jak and Daxter", renaming it "Jak and Dax. Ter." Barb hopes they have greater than that. Paige: "Of course We've got More than THAT!" I was hoping she'd say they blew all of it on champagne, a sizzling tub, and a few strippers. But it's a household show. Not that Paige dresses all that much heavier than the Everquest babe. (Though Paige has never been chained to an altar, much to the dismay of some of the fanbase.) Doug seems to be anticipating greater than six(ish) bins. When there is not, he falls back into diplomat mode and says "Well, that's too much! Cool-cool-cool-cool." Paige is $68 under price range, by the best way. It's sunny again! Ty drives out to see Amy Wynn. He makes use of, after all, his tremendous golf cart. He nearly goes into the same spin he did with a toy automobile at the highest of the episode. Amy Wynn has sufficient religion not to dive for cover, the fool. The 2 carpenters commiserate about their workloads and exalt at the true Wood they're utilizing. Amy Wynn explains Doug's desire to abuse the mahogany with ebony stain. Ty, being Ty, says "Ebony and mahogany? Ain't that a music?" Sadly, Amy Wynn would not belt-sand his face off. It's darkish again? Paige broadcasts the fading daylight, which has started to fade after its transient stint of being dark, then light again. The second-shift Home Depot persons are placing Doug's floor in. He berates Spanky - sorry, "John" - for being out all day with Paige. Laurie shows off her maple floors. Cinnamon-coloured maple floors. Brown, who'da thunk it? Though it does look good. Homework: General Doug's two conscripted grunts will likely be painting the ceiling while the home Depot hirelings do the flooring. That strikes me as a dance and a half, unless everyone learns the best way to wall-walk. Laurie wants her folks to install the flooring. Oh, wait, she's just kidding! A four-person Home Depot crew are doing the floor. In actuality, the homeowners have to polyurethane the wall-shelf thingy and paint the molding for the room. Paige confronts Doug on the wood staining. He refuses to discuss it, for he is the final. Except he cannot inform the difference between residence and Home Depot anymore. Paige says they're both delirious. The legions are in all probability considering relieving him of command. Doug obviously hasn't discovered the trick of mainlining some caffeine crystals. If it would not kill you, you may stay up for weeks! Oh, and father mutant children. Paige also uses the tremendous golf cart to drive Laurie house, or to whatever momentary domicile is serving the function thereof. When Laurie lists the day's achievements, Paige responds with "No! Get out!" and stops the cart. Laurie finishes speaking and gets out of the cart. Wow, I didn't think Paige really meant that figure of speech literally. Abandoning Laurie in the midst of nowhere with nothing however a digicam crew, floodlights, and whatever transportation the digicam crew's using? How will she ever get house? What a heartless bitch. No-drip paint roller: Barbie and John talk about the painted ceiling. They've faith in Doug, regardless that they assume it is bizarre to paint a ceiling. Woah, that's saying one thing. It's saying something else that John's utilizing a clean white roller to paint the ceiling grey. Tiring of this feat, he additionally helps set up the crown molding. The son of Appliances are better than leisure: Paige, with an umbrella and in several clothes from the day's filming, springs the free Tv/speakers/and so forth. factor on James and Tina. Wow, I suppose self-confessed tech-illiterate John is getting a fancy-schmancy Tv as properly. Paige calls Tina "Dude!" however forgets that the Dell Dude and his ilk made that bit of vernacular gender-impartial. She says "I just called you each dudes! I am delirious!" Maybe we should relieve her of command. I do know this man named Joe who's obtained internet hosting expertise. Paige then springs the computer shock as well. Tina responds with "Cut the s---!" and is smart sufficient to understand that she's going to be getting comparable surprises. James, after Paige leaves, suggests asking for much more stuff, since everything they've considered thus far has been included. Ah, wise homeowner needs to milk this for all it's value. Day 2. Well, Day 1.9999: Doug, in additional informal duds as properly, will get to lug the still-perky and nonetheless-informally-dressed Paige into the half-finished room (at 2 AM) to verify the paint job. He sees spots on the ceiling. I feel he's just seeing spots, interval. He sends Paige residence for her beauty sleep. Maybe he's seeing spots and thinks she's acquired acne or something. Barbie says that Paige does not need magnificence sleep. Doug kisses Paige on the cheek. Paige says, dreamily - because she's about to fall asleep - "I feel more lovely already!" and leaves. First Amy Wynn, now Paige. My God, I'm getting jealous of Doug. Someone shoot me. Over at Casa Del Maple Floor, one of the friendly hardworking Home Depot folks (who work all night on things for everybody, I'm positive) semi-jokingly decides to take a 5 hour coffee break. His head's probably on a pike at Home Depot's company HQ proper now. Paige, feeling considerably useless with the pile of skilled professionals around, lastly goes residence. Her meandering speech makes me assume the left side of her brain (or her scriptwriter) has already gone to sleep. Whatever she's taking, I need some. Paige, inhumanly perky as ever, exhibits up after 3 hours of sleep to begin Day 2 correct. Laurie, upon seeing the floors, sits down on them and begins.... What? Oh, no, do not do the splits. Don't do them, do not do them don'tdothem don'tdothemdon'tdothem ARRRRRRRGH! Well, not fairly the splits, but whatever it was, it was neither ladylike nor within my range of comfort. Fortunately, the marble fireplace is not giant enough for her to sprawl on. Doug finds his costs taking a look at some electronics and the instruction manuals of stated electronics. John claims there's no English instructions, only French. You know he just burned the English ones so he would not get caught having to learn them and put the stuff together. Jester romances: Now that Doug's army has apparently left and is wantonly redecorating the countryside, I'd wish to entertain you with a bit of purple prose. She, with gentle and adoring touch, caressed her one true love. She recited her love's virtues intimately, for all to hear. She took this image of perfection into her arms and proclaimed with a breathy voice that "This, that is drapery." Yep, Laurie's drapes have arrived. And that i defy anyone to jot down a more accurate description of Laurie's behavior in this scene. Oh, by the way in which, this scene additionally introduces Greg, the second of Laurie's fabric wranglers - compared to Doug's, say, none - one she most likely had in an outsourced dungeon. As her newest (and solely second, not counting the ground labor) indentured slave hangs the drapes, Laurie lays some carpet, customized cut by a agency in her adopted dwelling city. It seems faintly like a large Tetris piece. Doug's timing is way off. Maybe he wants a brand new belt. Doug is definitely in search of Barbie and John's okay for one thing. Seems that he does not like the tile on the fireplace and would like to place some marble up. Considering that he inpergonated the tile floor in opposition to the homeowner's previous wishes, I do not think he ought to start looking for permissions at this late stage. Nice legs. Amy Wynn's engaged on the desk legs. Paige has turned traitor and is saying staining the desk will not be so bad. Perhaps General Doug threatened to have her shot... ... and probably with the nail gun he's using to nail the wainscoting onto the wall. We love Greg. We want to offer Greg a medal. As Laurie's giving certainly one of her trademark Speeches About Things She Doesn't Know Much About, she says "The pleat up top - he did the pinched pleat as a result of...." Greg interrupts her. "Gathered." Laurie responds with a sideways look and a terse "Thanks." before continuing her lecture on how the drapes have gathered pleats to make them contemporary and informal. She ends with, "So these are real relaxed" - all of the sudden she hurries up her speech - "Italian-silk-drapery-that-cost-six-thousand-dollars!" She also twitches like she's combating a need to do the Funky Chicken. Simply because he does not remember it doesn't mean he will not miss it! Doug, Paige, and Barbie sit on the ground and begin unwrapping the varied kitcheny accouterments Doug bought. So many he's misplaced track of what he purchased. Paige, perhaps still a little bit mentally fried after only three hours of sleep, begins playing with some contraption that looks like picket spoons tied together at their center. Not garnering sufficient attention with this, she grabs a bowl and inverts it, not noticing that there was one thing inside. The net effect of this is that she dumps one tissue-lined and presumably-fragile object onto another possibly-fragile object. Doug has the horror-adopted-by-a-quick-tempered-scolding response you'd anticipate of somebody in his shoes. Then Barbie pipes up and says, in a tone I have not heard since my last encounter with an elementary college tattle-tale, "She's simply attempting to get you over finances. She's gonna break it!" Ladies and gentlemen, we've the hat trick. First Amy Wynn with the noticed, then Doug with the sewing machine, now Paige with the equipment. She has put in a solid attempt at ticking all three of them off. As it was, the dropped object was just picket bowls and nothing else appeared broken. Only a bit more fabric... Laurie's obtained Tina and James engaged on reupholstering kitchen-sort chairs. She tries to freak Tina by appearing like Tina staple-gunned her finger. Wait 'til you get again to your house and see the drapes. You'll have an embolism! Doug shows the distinction between a $1,500 high-finish lamp that he obtained from someone in the same building as his art studio and a $sixty five thrift-store purchase. Not a lot, the way he's speaking. I guess he would not want to purchase from that person again.... Barbie gasps on the $1,500 price tag. Paige and Barbie want the expensive one. Just on the colour, I must agree. Though $1,435 seems like a giant markup just for the distinction between icky mustard yellow and sky blue. Oh, and do not forget the costly one's teardrop upper half, in comparison with the opposite one's cylindrical upper half. And the jangly issues. Doug has kept not less than considered one of his legion for the second day: The artisan named Ron who's painting some plasterish fashionable-artwork thingy on the wall. Flee from the market: Laurie exhibits off her mass of accessories. Tina says it seems like a flea market. Laurie says it's far dearer than a flea market. Yeah, but it surely nonetheless seems like a flea market. Laurie: A $100 tchotchke continues to be a tchotchke. As if in response to this, she whips out a nineteenth century sunburst Italian mirror. Tina asks how outdated it's. Laurie instead tells Tina when she thinks it was made. "It's probably late, late 1800s. Like 1890, in all probability turn-of-the-century." Excuse me, but if it was flip-of-the-century wouldn't it's a 20th century sunburst Italian mirror? James, as he is carried out all episode, notably with the chairs, permits Laurie her massive moment: He asks the value. About $1800. Man, she likes that quantity. Dates, prices, if it is not in the 1800 vary it isn't worth it. The inclusion of fabric, in fact, requires an incidental 500% markup. You've never requested for one before, why begin now? Doug decides, once the countertop is in, to take the unprecedented move of asking somebody (specifically, Barbie) for an opinion. She would not like it. Surprise! Though, for once, I agree with Barbie fully. A sample (marble, granite, and many others.) would look better than strong white. Doug, performing one other marvel in a day already stuffed with wonders, explains his reasoning: "In order for me to put a quality countertop in here and not go along with a laminate, the one factor obtainable is Corian Glacier White." So, was this a price situation, a listing issue, what? "Give it a chance, because what is going on to occur is, by the stuff you put on the countertops and accessorizing it, and we throw in pops of shade, it's all gonna work. And, and, it is gonna... we'll put some life into this place, okay? I think in the end you're gonna like it." I translated that as saying "It might be a pig, however we have not put the lipstick on it but." Whatever you placed on it, it's still gonna be a stark white countertop. You cannot bury all of it! Geometry for rank newcomers: Ty strikes bits of the cocktail table around semi-purposelessly as Laurie seems on. Ty appears to be going for a cube. No spanking, so we'll pop some bubble paper. Paige, cruelly snuffing out bubble paper bubbles, declares that the time has come for Tina and James to begin the elusive Paige Gift hunt. Tina and James need to get an entire home entertainment library. Paige appears unimpressed. Tina wins the onscreen coin toss and will be off on the hunt. Damn, no low cost intercourse jokes this time. Happiness is a warm gun. Give one to Doug. No, wait, give it to ME! The place that Amy Wynn took her magnum opus, the mahogany desk, to be sanded, took over 3/8 of an inch - nearly A HALF AN INCH - off the desk, so now the nails that she punched into the underside of the desk are showing by way of the highest. Doug wants names and addresses of the perpetrators. A minimum of, till Amy Wynn factors out that she needs to faucet in all the nails, leaving an ugly pattern. After that, Doug simply says they will not see it after he stains it. Yeah, except there's nonetheless a bunch of nails sticking out the underside of the desk! I need Doug's title and deal with, then. Oh, wait, I've his name. Also, because abusing the mahogany with stain wasn't dangerous sufficient, he has to rush-job it and stain the maple along with the mahogany, one thing Amy Wynn can't guess at the end result of. Doug admits that he would not know either. Amy Wynn seems about as ticked off as I would be if I spent two days on one thing and had somebody come along and want to screw around with it in methods even HE doesn't understand. What number of butchers did it's important to kill for that, then? Members of Doug's army are rubbing butcher's wax on the walls for reasons I fail to grasp. Speed up! Speed up! Make pizza out of the cameraman! The limo from the shopping trip yesterday artfully stops in front of a cameraman who's busy catching Tina's first glimpse of the limo. Yo, yo, yo! Ty 'State' Pennington is in tha hizzy! Word! The pre-industrial bumper is Ty, confirming my suspicions, in full purple and leopard-print gear, including the bling-bling ring and phat necklace from yesterday. He appears like an extra from Pimps at Sea. Speaking of whoring.... Sony Vega advert number three, not counting in-present product placement. Rewind time: What? An ad for the hundred grand show? I'm WATCHING IT! Oh, it's the encore. I idly observe that they'd a black limo within the advert, and a white one in-present. I'm additionally reminded of what a complete goddess Amy Wynn is when she's not dressed in butch carpenter gear. Now, we have to see about not dressed, interval. Awwwww. Tina will get all choked up concerning the wonder of all that is occurred. Gun! I want the freaking gun! Doug, with Barbie at his aspect because Amy Wynn's in all probability in the fetal position someplace, is just not pleased with the "professional" sanding on the desk. The staining has made obvious what looks like abrasion strains from the sanding. But, not like Doug, I'm also unhappy with the staining: It appears like somebody took a flamethrower to the table. (Meanwhile, Ty's masterworks, the great-looking shelves and fireplace mantle, are being put in.) Doug decides to get the stain off the maple, then tape the maple up LIKE HE Should HAVE Done IN The first PLACE, restain any unstained mahogany, then oil-rub the entire table. Doug: I hope Birnam Wood marches to your house and kicks your ass! Ewwwww. Tina units Paige up for catastrophe through the use of this logic: $1000 divided by $20/CD or DVD = 500 items. First off, no one in the same universe as the RIAA pays that little for a CD newer than 1995 vintage. DVD's ain't cheap both. Second, taxes. Finally, $1000/$20 = 50. Looks like Paige is gonna be the one being informed she's gone overbudget for a change. As they stand on the checkout, Paige (the light happening) imparts this last bit of knowledge on Tina. Paige has a future profession in authorities funds balancing. Tina asks the cashier if they'll begin over. The cashier says sure. The cashier is being paid to say sure. Tina says, cryptically, "Only favorites!" So that you were going to purchase motion pictures that your neighbors hated...? Hey, it pays higher than 'housewife': As the shelves go up and Laurie plans the tchotchke invasion, she asks Ty how they will ever go back to their real jobs. She hastily adds "of Trading Spaces". Ty says "Oh! I thought you meant upkeep." This could be a pleasant way of firing someone. "It is the neatest thing you've got ever completed. Oh, by the best way, choose up two weeks' pay and clear out your locker. Security will escort you out." Woah. Doppelganger second. Paige speaks to the limo driver briefly, giving him a couple of seconds on digicam to brag to the household with. (Looks.) Woah, man, he looks like an older version of this guy I worked with last 12 months! Same hair and all the things! HEY BUDDY! You already know A guy NAMED J.C. McLEAN? MarkNathanorJohn MarkNathanorJohn, who's actually Mark, helps put the fridge in. Despite homeowner John doing all of the pushing, Doug ignores him to appease the company Gods and proclaim that "The new black is orange!" (Orange as in the house Depot shirt coloration.) The corporate Gods must have this one defined to them, for they think it's some kind of African-American reference. Run Laurie over! Run a manufacturing assistant over! For God's sake, RUN Someone OVER! Paige and Tina get back, nonetheless riding in the limo, as Laurie and James look on. Whereas Laurie's usually wailing whereas Paige talks of funds overruns, now that the shoe's on the other foot... ... Laurie's nonetheless wailing (about time constraints) and Paige is still talking about budget overruns. Some issues by no means change. Maybe we may get collectively on weekends and you may take orders...? Guys? Guys? General Doug's military finally disbands. Doug makes some cryptic feedback concerning the marble for the fireplace. It's universal because it's larger than the universe. Laurie and Paige put an enormous painting on the mantle. "It's type of a universal painting, 'cause it's a landscape, but yet it's acquired an summary(?) high quality...." I feel it overwhelms the fireplace. Paige makes use of the phrase "Kick it up a notch." Emeril's gonna kick your ass, Paige. BAM! General Doug and his final two soldiers are holed up in a tent in Plymouth.... Doug says it is playtime! Whee! Time to maneuver the furnishings in! What? Doug's received one kinky concept of enjoyable. Holy Hell, she stated "Heck"! Laurie discusses missing marble (Oy vey.) and says she is aware of she did not put it in her car as a result of it's "heavy as heck". This deserves its personal item. Well, no, but I considered this subsequent headline and couldn't move it up: You misplaced them a very long time in the past, honey. Oh, it's singular. Never thoughts. After some pretty muted agonizing (for Laurie) about her lost marble, Ty comes along and reads his traces admirably, 'unintentionally' implicating Doug in naughtiness. Paige asks if Laurie's being set up. Laurie says no. Obviously not, since we've tripped previous the land of probably-scripted into oh-boy-is-this-pretend. Laurie goes on the hunt for Doug. Doug is outside hiding a tile cutter and tossing marble away from stated cutter. Laurie sneaks up behind him - he ought to borrow a few of Ty's magic early warning system mojo - and confronts him. Probably the most memorable part being when Laurie says "You possibly can run, darling, however you can't hide!" That's not memorable, what's memorable is that Doug is bobbing up and down (hiding tile) and yet she seems to maintain her eyes locked on the place Doug's head can be if he weren't bobbing. Is the cue card man over there or something? The Realm of The Archon vs. The Land of Laurie: The bloody battle for supremacy continues. James, unable to play sounding board for Laurie's value-tallying ways, publicizes that the lamp shades Laurie purchased are ninety bucks a pop. Tina says "Well, James, we're living in the Land of Laurie and that is chump change." Best quote all episode. Laurie slips Doug the tongue: That'll keep you studying. Well, truly, she grabs his face, sticks out her tongue, and makes a raspberry noise. Apt punishment for stealing marble tile, to make sure. But given the amount of saliva that may throw, I feel it's close sufficient to rely as an intimate gesture. Paige, in fact, comes along and deflates Laurie's balloon by mentioning the electrician factor. Laurie and Paige run away laughing. Doug is left alone, confused and angry. When will the hurting cease, Paige? But that scene was nice entertainment. Compared to the Ty/Amy Wynn battle, anyway. Watching Doug nonchalantly toss marble around was a deep and profound expertise of high quality that the individuals of the world should be forced to see for their very own benefit. Quickies: Memorable moments from the ultimate assembly montage: 1) Ty and James hook up the Tv, DVD, and many others. Except they do not use any cables. They by no means use any cables on reveals like these. 2) Laurie putting the Italian drapes, mirror, and chair all in one handy place for unity. That, and so Marmaduke can break all of them with one badly-aimed leap. Munchies! Ty, ever the gent- oh, used that line before. Ty makes to bust open a bag of chips all over Laurie's springfall-contemporary room, all while scuffing the espresso table along with his shoes. Doug, then again, finally hangs the large lampshade he purchased at the highest of the episode. Paige announces that point's up whereas roaming round alone in the dead of night with a flashlight. I suppose Laurie got her again for that golf cart incident. And if not, I need to discover a option to blame Laurie anyway. The before and afters make one factor apparent: The rooms swapped colours. The kitchen that used to be heavy on yellows and other vibrant colours is now blue-gray. The blue-grey residing room is now yellow. Chestertown Buff, sorry. Repeated jokes and old puns: Ah, the pre-commercial bumper where Doug's obtained Laurie slung over his shoulder. If you are anticipating some joke about Doug having Laurie throughout him, then you are going to be disenchanted. Not because I'm above that, I just could not assume of 1 to trump the tongue joke. But is Laurie carrying one thing beneath her shirt or is that her unnaturally pale back I'm seeing the place her shirt rides up? Chit-chat time: I'll inform you, after two hours of Laurie in that one outfit, the purple sleeveless quantity she has on for the chat is a welcome change. Man, and I believed I used to be pale. Incidentally, Ty's cocktail table is neat. A bit busy for the room, however neat. Oh, and the value of the fabric for the curtains? $A hundred and twenty per yard. I knew she'd beat Doug. Only method to trump silk is to seize an imported bolt of Italian fabric. Final funds: $49,300. That lost $700 pains Ms. Smith greatly. My opinion on the room? Laurie standard, only extra fabric-obnoxious. Cluttered. Pieces are, for the most half, good individually, but the room cannot handle 'em all. The flowers that vanish right at the end of the stop-motion room redo is a pleasant contact, too. Reveal? Big deal: Did Barbie look not-terribly-amazed when she first opened her eyes? What part of the room was she looking at? John notices the Tv. He's making an attempt to redeem himself, good boy. Paige takes the opening to clarify that Sony donated the Tv and associated rigging - it wasn't part of the funds. Sure as hell hope they donated the wires too. Overall reaction: Amazed. Laurie and Ty hid in the kitchen and watched the reveal. Their opinion? Laurie thinks they beloved it. Ty's extra pragmatic: "Who wouldn't?" I think he means the money quantity spent, not the design itself. But the statement's ambiguous sufficient that I give him points for rare diplomacy. Oh, rattling, I can not hate him now. Ty's feedback to Laurie at the top, throughout her hand-clasping "I'd do this room over and over again; I would not change a factor." gesturama, were great. He asks, "You would not reduce down on just a few of the knickknacks?" That and his sarcastic comment on how the room needed "another piece of furniture" redeemed him. He's back in my good graces, but if it was between him and Amy Wynn, I'd nonetheless support her chopping his head off. Hate transference: Alternatively.... Judging by her "it will not match" response to the "another piece of furniture" comment, Laurie did not discover Ty was being sarcastic. His simple "Oh, I know that." was amazingly diplomatic, extra so than my "He's being sarcastic, you brainless mass of Italian-fabric-draped ego!" or one thing to that effect. Let's see what he's cookin' up tonight. Today. Excellent. The kitchen's good, aside from the countertop. Say what you will, the white cupboards plus the white countertop and the halogen lights is simply too much. Something needs to be gray, or something rather less shiny and stark. Even white with some sample. I simply realized that they moved the stove. Man, that's gonna be a hard room for the homeowners to cook in for a while. Oh, and can the silk drapes survive that near the cooking area? And whereas with regards to drapes, I'd like to place in a vote in opposition to drapes that drag on the floor like this. You can't make a drape that drags look good! The desk still has shades of flamethrower abuse, though some magic has converted it from godawful to tolerable. Four chairs, no sofa. None of them pointing on the Tv, which is high over the fireplace and also you'd have to crane your neck to look at it. Or lie down, which you cannot, because there isn't any couch! Smooth move, Doug. Just had to get one of those "aesthetic" unusability methods in there. Paige nails it when she says the flatscreen "Looks like artwork up there!" Translation: You did not need to get artwork, and also you did not know where to place the Tv, so you killed two birds with one stone. Final finances: $50,000 less $28. That's spectacular. It can be much more impressive if he'd bought a painting for the fireplace and caught the Tv somewhere else. Like where that "artisan" pal of Doug's was working. Two days and all he did artwork-smart was three rectangles of paint? What the hell am I lacking right here? The living room of the kitchen/living/dining room combo is a bit cramped, which makes me suppose that Doug does two-and-a-half rooms for Laurie's one. Reveal? Bigger deal: They just like the room. Loads, it appears. Tina notices the kitchen's change in floor plan straight away. Paige doesn't appear to (or want to) decide up on it and simply keeps talking about the new stuff. Doug and Amy Wynn just like the warm glow of large amounts of money and Real Wood. Final verdict: I'm not fond of either one, but mostly for usability points. Though I wasn't fond of them earlier than, they at the very least appeared such as you wouldn't come out of them with neck cramps. We'll say okay job due to the low incidence of fatal screwups. Well.... I do hope you loved these ten thousand plus phrases, however should you didn't, no less than take comfort in my surprise at your reading the whole thing. Goodnight! Beat a hasty retreat to the primary web page.

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