We're in the second round, people, so get ready for some dirty politics!
As you all know, I've had a bad case of the McPheever for roughly a year now, but even I think it's time we bid dear Kat goobye...mostly cause her wedding is next month and we'd be saying goodbye in like two weeks anyway. Also, trying (and failing) to sell your wedding pictures to magazines is kind of lame. I mean, I'd forgive her if she was marrying me, but she isn't, which is strikes one and two right there, and we here at RBR can't stand idly by and let such high gaucheness slide without comment. So strike three, McPhee (rhymes!). Just rememember, you'll always have a special place in the hearts of (most of) the RBR faithful, and should things not work out with the kind of creepy older guy, there's a couch at Stately RBR Manor with your name on it 'til you get back on your feet. Bilson, you're on deck, and I, for one, would not be at all upset should you win the whole thing (though I would be less not at all upset if Minka Kelly or Brittany Snow were to win). Updated bracket after the jump.