Yesterday I heard the most earth shattering news ever...Oprah is retiring. OMGosh! In...get this shizz...2011.
Whatev. Thanks for letting us know. Peace out biatch.
I've been over Oprah forEVAH. She's an obnoxious know-it-all who really thought her very presence could bring the Olympics to Chicago.
Again, I say whatev.
I'd rather have wig wearing Wendy Williams any day of the week. She is ghetto fabulous to the max. I think that's why I love her.
She talks about her fake hair, her fake boobies and her big feet. Wendy is not above poking fun at herself (as pointed out weekly by Joel McHale & The Soup), nor is she above poking at others just because they are celebs.
My favorite moments was when she asked Thomas Calabro about his hair and he admitted that he wears a hair piece. A furry yamaka I believe he called it. Hello?! Or earlier this week when she asked Morris Chestnut if all his teeth were his own teeth. And then demanded the camera go close up on his mouth.
Love, love, love that she called Jon & Kate out for being media whores and sent paper cutouts of their asses rolling away in a Barbie car. Along with the Kardashian sisters.
As Wendy would say, "How YOU doing?"
That's the official Wendy Show greeting. But you can't just say it any old way.
As long as Wendy is on TV I will never be bored. She is my newest guilty pleasure.