
(Due to a Tivo sanfu, this recap was slightly delayed. Enjoy!)
Previously – Brooke got cut, and hopefully got her ass jumped back home for that “go back to Africa” comment. Joanie got defanged, and Tyra felt that Danielle should bridge her gap.
I think Tyra is a complete douche nozzle for this insistence on Danielle “fixing” her teeth. What if someone had made her yank her hairline down early in her career? And cover that forehead. Huh? Huh? Do you think that would have increased her chances to appear on Fresh Prince of Bel Air looking like a Salt-N-Pepa backup dancer? I don’t think so!
Back in the discoball room, Jade, Furonda and Nnenna re-enact a typical judging. Laugh now - because some of you are not going to be receiving a glossy at the very end, bitches. Jade and Nnenna have become friends. Furonda is working her shit through the house, long-legged and luscious. And her arm appears to be working, so I think we can cancel the telethon.
Danielle drops some knowledge on me in the form of the word “jank”. Can I use this word? Is it ok? Because it sums it up. Danielle’s trying not to worry that her gap might look “jank”. I need a haircut. I must look jank. Shit. That eight head bitch Tyra actually told her flat out that Danielle isn’t marketable with a gap. We live in a world in which a closeted cult leader has auditioned actresses to be his girlfriend, brainwashed and impregnated one with sperm that is SO not his, and is now going to keep the baby and toss her traumatized ass out into the street after forcing a gag order on her - and his movies make 100 million dollars. ANYONE can market ANYTHING.


















































