Models Say the Darndest Things. On this week’s episode of America’s Next Top Model:
We check in on a gaggle of “ethnic girls” (as they call themselves) confronting a girl from a small town in Alaska on being racist. Here are her thoughts on the incident…
”If their whole perogative was to hurt me or to make me cry, well, then, you got me. That’s like gang rape. That’s like gang violence.”
Hannah, honey, you might be overstating things a wee bit. – - The best line of the show must go to the girl who got sent packing. She just shrugged and threw her hands up and said with a straight face, “I guess I’ll be an anesthesiologist.” She’s got that little skill to fall back on? Whew. (Either that or a very keen sense of the ironic, acknowledging the world’s view that models don’t know that word, couldn’t spell it, let alone realize it’s a possible occupation).
OPEN LETTER to the writers of Gossip Girl.
You can try and write a seduction complete with chocolate covered strawberries but if you set the scene ona Greyhound bus…it pretty much negates the entire idea. Who is gonna grab someone for a little light dalliance in a Greyhound bathroom. That is fundamentaly, perhaps criminally, insane. Sheesh. (Would you like a side of e. coli with your crabcakes?) Please do not try and turn our stomachs with your racy notions.
Meanwhile on another network, Octagenarian Jerry is pleading his case to fellow housemates on Big Brother saying:
“We’ve been here for ten weeks and we’ve shared the thrill of agony…and the defeat and all that stuff.”
Thrill of agony indeed. – Well played, old man. Well played.
And in the They’re Still On My TV? Category:
Does training for gymnastics somehow mess with the vocal cords? Awww. Hey Shawn, You make my Taco Pop! WAIT. Whaaaat?