
Originally Posted by
SnowflakeGirl “On the twelfth week of America’s Next Top Model, Miss Tyra gave to me: 12 weeks of drama, 11 weeks of crying, 10 weeks of fighting, 9 weeks of bitching, 8 million spots for 7 million products, 6 umeboshi, 5 scary clown shoots, 4 girls in a hot tub, a 3-way Pink Triangle, 2 former strippers and a finale to announce the winner!”
Now that would be a nail-biting battle—you know, like when you and a friend both play Ivy against each other in Soul Caliber? [SnowflakeGirl laughs snortingly, and pushes glasses up bridge of nose.]
(this analogy sponsored by M&M™)
How about we call a moratorium on models who want to act in movies or appear on TV, hmmm? [pause] Yuhum, I didn’t think so.
[carefully places BABG lovingly back in personal video collection]
Sexy yet approachable sea otters in Covergirl™ Wet Slicks®, that is.
[Snowy PSA time: I joke a lot, but kids, JUST SAY NO to Drugs, especially the “Reefer”, a weed with roots in HELL!!! I’m sure Amanda’s just high on life.]
I can only guess because I’m not as smart as Yaya, and all her fancypants college talkin’ goes over muh head.
Blindsided
Tyra likes her bone structure and everyone agrees that she looks “really sweet” and “approachable” (i.e. not your normal, uppity, bitchy self).
Yaya even cops to insecurity about her own shortcomings, calling herself a “Nestlé Crunch Bar” (and damn it, now I’m hungry).
Tyra’s patented Cry-o-Matic™ technology
Eva and Yaya then have a near-collision at Zamboni speed
That’ll Do Pigford, That’ll Do
Alas, as with the Highlander, there can be only one, so the judges dismiss the girls to deliberate one last time.
hateration
Now, join with me everybody, just one last time: [dancing] In yo tall bitches face! Uh huh!