Finally, I can get some sleep-- Matt chose someone.
It's kind of weird to say that I'm relieved Matt picked Shayne. But, he did and I'm so glad he told slutted-up, Goodwill negligee wearing, Chelsea, GOOD-BYE FOREVER. Chelsea obviously isn't as brilliant as Shayne-- again-- hard to believe.
Shayne won over the family and in turn, won over the first international, most dramatic and tallest Bachelor in history. Congratulations, Shayne. You have won yourself a few months of press, a huge Tacori ring (2.5 carats, I believe), a few trips to Europe and oh yeah, a boy.
I wish these two a butt-load of happiness.