everybody out of the pool
Tyra, Tyra, Tyra! Once again, it’s all about Tyra! Unless she’s being Typrah, trying to help the girls work through their static. After all, she's the only bitch allowed on this show…
Yeah, really.
In other news, the weave Tyra picked out for Brittany looks really ratty now.
And now for the bitches and their composite cards, complete with ridiculous fake modelesque names:
They can’t style themselves and they can’t model. They can’t leave Fiddy Cent alone and they can’t see that Paris and Nicole are a complete waste of space. What can these girls do?
On another note, I think that if I ever do become a model (yeah, that ship sailed nine years ago, but something keeps me delusional), I’ll just go back to my old college radio handle, JP Mann. It’s obnoxious enough, I think.