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Straight up, the main reason I watch The Real World year in and year out is for the women. There are always at least one or two spankable females on the show and it’s entertaining to watch them get sloshed up and transform into sluts right in front of your eyes on national television.

Yet, things are different this year with Real World Sydney. And that’s particularly dumbfounding because the girls as a group in this year’s show rank up there with the best of the best and are easily on par with the stellar hotties from Real World Vegas. The sad fact is that despite Shauvon’s mountainous mounds of mayhem and Kelly Anne’s combination of tight mid-section and bootylicous booty, the best reason to watch the show this year has been Issac.

He’s been the highlight of the show and has made it worth putting up with the mega-annoying Trisha and the not-quite-as-annoying, but still hard to stomach, Parisa. This is especially the case in the post-Shauvon era because at least with her around I was able to zone out, ignore what was coming out of everyone’s mouths, and just lose myself in her luscious melons.

Issac’s just entertaining as fuck to watch and he seems like someone that I personally could be friends with. The way he was able to come back; flat out say that Trisha was a bitch; say he was glad she’s gone; say that not just him but everyone hated her; and subsequently get the house to turn from having the atmosphere of some war torn street from the Middle East to one of the most popular frat house at some college was awe-inspiring. It was a resurrection of sorts not seen since Jesus.