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This week’s Keen on Trashleen ended on a strangely poignant, mercifully less disturbing note. For once, you don’t feel that familiar wave of nausea. Still, with six contestants left, there’s time yet. You start to sweat at the thought.
November 12, 2025 at 11:03 PM
This week’s Keen on Trashleen ended on a strangely poignant, mercifully less disturbing note. For once, you don’t feel that familiar wave of nausea. Still, with six contestants left, there’s time yet. You start to sweat at the thought.
Bubba: Thanks, Trashleen. Friends?
Trashleen: Of course!
Bubba: Do I have to go film with Tits, or can I just go pack? I don’t think I can face the camera right now.
Trashleen: Don’t worry about filming. I think Tits is having trouble getting off the sofa anyway! She seems to be wedged...
Trashleen: Of course!
Bubba: Do I have to go film with Tits, or can I just go pack? I don’t think I can face the camera right now.
Trashleen: Don’t worry about filming. I think Tits is having trouble getting off the sofa anyway! She seems to be wedged...
November 12, 2025 at 11:01 PM
Bubba: Thanks, Trashleen. Friends?
Trashleen: Of course!
Bubba: Do I have to go film with Tits, or can I just go pack? I don’t think I can face the camera right now.
Trashleen: Don’t worry about filming. I think Tits is having trouble getting off the sofa anyway! She seems to be wedged...
Trashleen: Of course!
Bubba: Do I have to go film with Tits, or can I just go pack? I don’t think I can face the camera right now.
Trashleen: Don’t worry about filming. I think Tits is having trouble getting off the sofa anyway! She seems to be wedged...
Bubba: I’m so sorry, Trashleen… you deserve better.
Trashleen: Losing doesn’t make you less worthy of love! We're here because I’m hurtling towards forty, single, childless, addicted to nicotine, and at war with my toxic mother, but that doesn’t define me. And this competition doesn’t define you.
Trashleen: Losing doesn’t make you less worthy of love! We're here because I’m hurtling towards forty, single, childless, addicted to nicotine, and at war with my toxic mother, but that doesn’t define me. And this competition doesn’t define you.
November 12, 2025 at 11:00 PM
Bubba: I’m so sorry, Trashleen… you deserve better.
Trashleen: Losing doesn’t make you less worthy of love! We're here because I’m hurtling towards forty, single, childless, addicted to nicotine, and at war with my toxic mother, but that doesn’t define me. And this competition doesn’t define you.
Trashleen: Losing doesn’t make you less worthy of love! We're here because I’m hurtling towards forty, single, childless, addicted to nicotine, and at war with my toxic mother, but that doesn’t define me. And this competition doesn’t define you.
Bubba was heartbroken. He’d fallen for Trashleen from afar, dreaming of the day she might see the man behind the flip-flops. He’d hoped for just a little time to win her heart, but it wasn’t to be, and now he didn’t know which way to turn.
November 12, 2025 at 10:57 PM
Bubba was heartbroken. He’d fallen for Trashleen from afar, dreaming of the day she might see the man behind the flip-flops. He’d hoped for just a little time to win her heart, but it wasn’t to be, and now he didn’t know which way to turn.
And the tide did turn, just not how Bubba hoped. One misplaced grip and he was suddenly back on the ground, dazed. He’d always imagined ending up flat on his back at some point during the competition… just not like this.
November 12, 2025 at 10:56 PM
And the tide did turn, just not how Bubba hoped. One misplaced grip and he was suddenly back on the ground, dazed. He’d always imagined ending up flat on his back at some point during the competition… just not like this.
Larry clung to the wall with all the grace of a damp sponge, slipping and wobbling dangerously. Bubba, meanwhile, climbed with a quiet, unexpected determination; a man on a mission to finally turn the tide.
November 12, 2025 at 10:55 PM
Larry clung to the wall with all the grace of a damp sponge, slipping and wobbling dangerously. Bubba, meanwhile, climbed with a quiet, unexpected determination; a man on a mission to finally turn the tide.
Bubba and Larry took their places on the climbing walls one final time. Their fate would be decided here. The wall was brutal enough without the added curse of unyielding formalwear and the crushing weight of sad moodlets.
November 12, 2025 at 10:55 PM
Bubba and Larry took their places on the climbing walls one final time. Their fate would be decided here. The wall was brutal enough without the added curse of unyielding formalwear and the crushing weight of sad moodlets.
Tits: What a perfect view! I do hope the seating isn't because of my...current condition. I’ll go to my grave in heels.
Trashleen: I’ll pretend I don’t know what you’re implying.. and that it’s not part of some spin-off pitch.
Trashleen: I’ll pretend I don’t know what you’re implying.. and that it’s not part of some spin-off pitch.
November 12, 2025 at 10:54 PM
Tits: What a perfect view! I do hope the seating isn't because of my...current condition. I’ll go to my grave in heels.
Trashleen: I’ll pretend I don’t know what you’re implying.. and that it’s not part of some spin-off pitch.
Trashleen: I’ll pretend I don’t know what you’re implying.. and that it’s not part of some spin-off pitch.
Trashleen: And now we have Bubba and Larry! You’re both getting a little too familiar with this position; and trust me, it’s not my favourite. There’s only one thing for it…
Bubba and Larry exchanged worried looks. A double elimination even after K. Howard?
Trashleen: Join me outside.
Bubba and Larry exchanged worried looks. A double elimination even after K. Howard?
Trashleen: Join me outside.
November 12, 2025 at 10:53 PM
Trashleen: And now we have Bubba and Larry! You’re both getting a little too familiar with this position; and trust me, it’s not my favourite. There’s only one thing for it…
Bubba and Larry exchanged worried looks. A double elimination even after K. Howard?
Trashleen: Join me outside.
Bubba and Larry exchanged worried looks. A double elimination even after K. Howard?
Trashleen: Join me outside.
Norm: It kills me to lie… but the longer I’m here, the harder I fall for her. Could we actually make it work; even with my original mission hanging over us?
November 12, 2025 at 10:52 PM
Norm: It kills me to lie… but the longer I’m here, the harder I fall for her. Could we actually make it work; even with my original mission hanging over us?
Trashleen: Norm? You look disappointed — I appreciate that. Sometimes it’s hard to tell if you’re here for the right reasons.
Norm: I promise I am! I’ve got what you need, Trashleen, just give me a chance!
Trashleen: Good luck in the next challenge. You’re safe.
Norm: I promise I am! I’ve got what you need, Trashleen, just give me a chance!
Trashleen: Good luck in the next challenge. You’re safe.
November 12, 2025 at 10:51 PM
Trashleen: Norm? You look disappointed — I appreciate that. Sometimes it’s hard to tell if you’re here for the right reasons.
Norm: I promise I am! I’ve got what you need, Trashleen, just give me a chance!
Trashleen: Good luck in the next challenge. You’re safe.
Norm: I promise I am! I’ve got what you need, Trashleen, just give me a chance!
Trashleen: Good luck in the next challenge. You’re safe.
Dusty: I know, I know! I’ve gotta stop overthinking and just give it everything I’ve got. If Trashleen really got to know me, I think… I hope she’d like me.
November 12, 2025 at 10:50 PM
Dusty: I know, I know! I’ve gotta stop overthinking and just give it everything I’ve got. If Trashleen really got to know me, I think… I hope she’d like me.
Trashleen: Dusty, I feel like we’ve been here before. I want to get to know you, but you keep having near misses! With so few of you left, those slips could land you in the bottom if you’re not careful. You’re safe… for now.
November 12, 2025 at 10:49 PM
Trashleen: Dusty, I feel like we’ve been here before. I want to get to know you, but you keep having near misses! With so few of you left, those slips could land you in the bottom if you’re not careful. You’re safe… for now.
Apple: Oh damn, guess it’s time for my pits and bits bath, man! Can’t wait for the sequel with Lil’ Trashy! Part two’s gonna be wild!
November 12, 2025 at 10:48 PM
Apple: Oh damn, guess it’s time for my pits and bits bath, man! Can’t wait for the sequel with Lil’ Trashy! Part two’s gonna be wild!
Rocky: Whaddaya know? The Stallion and the Filly hittin’ the town! One night’s all I need to make her my woman!
November 12, 2025 at 10:47 PM
Rocky: Whaddaya know? The Stallion and the Filly hittin’ the town! One night’s all I need to make her my woman!
Matvei: These pretenders do not measure up! I will return next week, my darling Trashleen! Stronger, faster, and fueled by love and glorious purpose!
November 12, 2025 at 10:46 PM
Matvei: These pretenders do not measure up! I will return next week, my darling Trashleen! Stronger, faster, and fueled by love and glorious purpose!
Trashleen: Rocky, I’m so glad we’ll finally get to spend some time together. Apple, I’m looking forward to more time with you, and Matvei, I saw how hard you tried. You’re exempt from elimination anyway, but I know you wanted this. You’re all safe.
November 12, 2025 at 10:45 PM
Trashleen: Rocky, I’m so glad we’ll finally get to spend some time together. Apple, I’m looking forward to more time with you, and Matvei, I saw how hard you tried. You’re exempt from elimination anyway, but I know you wanted this. You’re all safe.
Trashleen: This week was all about health and wellbeing. To celebrate, I will not be giving out vodka tonight. This decision is in no way related to our…‘budget adjustments.’
Tits nodded in the background, her eyes screaming ‘liar’.
Trashleen: Will Apple, Rocky, and Matvei please step forward?
Tits nodded in the background, her eyes screaming ‘liar’.
Trashleen: Will Apple, Rocky, and Matvei please step forward?
November 12, 2025 at 10:45 PM
Trashleen: This week was all about health and wellbeing. To celebrate, I will not be giving out vodka tonight. This decision is in no way related to our…‘budget adjustments.’
Tits nodded in the background, her eyes screaming ‘liar’.
Trashleen: Will Apple, Rocky, and Matvei please step forward?
Tits nodded in the background, her eyes screaming ‘liar’.
Trashleen: Will Apple, Rocky, and Matvei please step forward?
Trashleen and Tits faced the dwindling lineup, tension thicker than Tits’ perfume.
Trashleen: Welcome to another elimination! K. Howard’s gone, and he’ll be missed, but I can’t stand dishonesty. Well… that and cheap airport cigarettes. Mostly dishonesty.
Trashleen: Welcome to another elimination! K. Howard’s gone, and he’ll be missed, but I can’t stand dishonesty. Well… that and cheap airport cigarettes. Mostly dishonesty.
November 12, 2025 at 10:44 PM
Trashleen and Tits faced the dwindling lineup, tension thicker than Tits’ perfume.
Trashleen: Welcome to another elimination! K. Howard’s gone, and he’ll be missed, but I can’t stand dishonesty. Well… that and cheap airport cigarettes. Mostly dishonesty.
Trashleen: Welcome to another elimination! K. Howard’s gone, and he’ll be missed, but I can’t stand dishonesty. Well… that and cheap airport cigarettes. Mostly dishonesty.
The brief reprieve vanished in a blink. You stumbled upon a review from a barely followed pickme account; a half-baked rant wedged between poor fart jokes. “Sometimes it’s good to be completely out of the loop,”. You envy their IQ-driven ignorance as you sit, trembling in fear and anticipation.
November 12, 2025 at 10:42 PM
The brief reprieve vanished in a blink. You stumbled upon a review from a barely followed pickme account; a half-baked rant wedged between poor fart jokes. “Sometimes it’s good to be completely out of the loop,”. You envy their IQ-driven ignorance as you sit, trembling in fear and anticipation.
Your pulse quickens. Tears, fears, and unnameable fluids have streamed down your face as you sit, trapped in the spectacle. When the announcer mercifully declares the next episode is in two days - not tomorrow as the screen states - you exhale. Perhaps you’ll destroy your television. Perhaps not.
November 10, 2025 at 11:23 PM
Your pulse quickens. Tears, fears, and unnameable fluids have streamed down your face as you sit, trapped in the spectacle. When the announcer mercifully declares the next episode is in two days - not tomorrow as the screen states - you exhale. Perhaps you’ll destroy your television. Perhaps not.
Rocky: That filly’s one fine Virginia Slim! I could smoke her all night long...or better yet, you know what I'm getting at.
November 10, 2025 at 11:19 PM
Rocky: That filly’s one fine Virginia Slim! I could smoke her all night long...or better yet, you know what I'm getting at.
Apple (grinning): Knew I’d score another date! Lil’ Trashy, baby, you’re mine!
November 10, 2025 at 11:18 PM
Apple (grinning): Knew I’d score another date! Lil’ Trashy, baby, you’re mine!
After a long day of climbing, Apple and Rocky emerged victorious!
Trashleen: Congratulations, you two! Apple, I can’t wait to pick up where we left off. And Rocky, I’m excited to get to know you… that fragrant cigarette tells me you’re a man after my own heart!
Trashleen: Congratulations, you two! Apple, I can’t wait to pick up where we left off. And Rocky, I’m excited to get to know you… that fragrant cigarette tells me you’re a man after my own heart!
November 10, 2025 at 11:16 PM
After a long day of climbing, Apple and Rocky emerged victorious!
Trashleen: Congratulations, you two! Apple, I can’t wait to pick up where we left off. And Rocky, I’m excited to get to know you… that fragrant cigarette tells me you’re a man after my own heart!
Trashleen: Congratulations, you two! Apple, I can’t wait to pick up where we left off. And Rocky, I’m excited to get to know you… that fragrant cigarette tells me you’re a man after my own heart!
Matvei: I am bereft, my darling. I ache for you… but next week, I shall conquer.
November 10, 2025 at 11:15 PM
Matvei: I am bereft, my darling. I ache for you… but next week, I shall conquer.