Watching Liam and Hope is making me have PTSD symptoms - my eyebrow twitches. They are sooo unnervingly irritating and so vanilla-basic-cringe. Their problems are so fake and their conversations make me want to drink alcohol.
Liam needs to be killed off. He is dead weight in the show and every time he is around, the show is losing precious seconds they can invest in some different characters/storylines. No offense to Scott Clifton, but Liam's got to go.
Taylor's chakra cleanse will for sure involve penetration at some point. Ridge knows it. Taylor knows it. We know it. Even Brooke knows it.
So - Brooke better pack. Her time with the designer's done. Bradley's decided this new Taylor deserves 2 pictures in the intro, her chakras cleansed AND Ridge as a consolation price. So, Brooke, babe, pack the 50 dollar bra and panties and go somewhere else. Find some mistake (Cough... Finn... cough... Thomas...) and have fun girl. It's a blessing in disguise. Move on!
Ugh!