Do you smell that? Take a wiff. It's in the air. If it smells a little like joy, the promise of many wasted hours, exhaustion, obsession, a man in a plastic hot dog outfit, betrayal, breast implants, lies, sabotage, suntan lotioned-pecks, ruthlessness, and summertime, then that's the smell of the return of Big Brother in your nostrils. Don't fight it. Just breathe it in. Now out. Now in again. There you go. Now, say it with me:
And I, for one, am excited. Because while some (like the Emmy folks - excuse me while I raspberry) might not appreciate this show like I do, this is what summer is all about. And this year, there's a (Saboteur!) So let's get to it.
Helmed once again by the incomparable Julie Chen...
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