Your Blogmeister’s Desk
I think I have identified the dead-on epicenter of the low information universe:
The Wendy Williams Show.
Discuss.
Your Blogmeister’s Desk
I think I have identified the dead-on epicenter of the low information universe:
The Wendy Williams Show.
Discuss.
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Wendy Williams … LMAO. Whoo whoo.
The woman has gel-filled basketballs as breast implants. Wilson & Spalding.
Reminds me of a story I read as a kid where a coach had half footballs sewed on to the side of all eligible players uniforms to confuse the opposition. In her case, the people she would be seeing wouldn’t know whether to go for the ball on the left or right, totally confuse them.
I was in a situation a few days ago when I was stuck having to watch about half of one of her shows. Here you have this mulattress full of silicone in her chest, and all these white women in the audience were right there doing that “whoo whoo” crap acting like the low information bilge she was spewing and the even lower information bilge from her low information guests was the most edifying educational thing they’ve ever heard in my life. Meanwhile, I could just feel my own brain cells dying with every passing minute.
It was then I realized — If this is what America is, we’re so far away from being able to have a real ethnostate that we’ll sooner live on a terraformed Mars before we get to live in a white ethnostate America or portion thereof.