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Also of note: Darcy's ban ends tomorrow, so we could be back to a panel of four if she resumes her position.
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Omg slay, I missed Darcysus.
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We can very easily see who contributed what by just sharing the Google doc though  But I think we did a great job working together this round. We have a few attention *****s and a few wallflowers in our team, but we didn't have any problems working together.
I'm still rooting for Sam though.

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When will pears ban end? and TOO better get a proxy soon 
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Pears' ban ends on the 12th, I think. Pears dragged my roast entry, though. 
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We can very easily see who contributed what by just sharing the Google doc though  But I think we did a great job working together this round. We have a few attention *****s and a few wallflowers in our team, but we didn't have any problems working together.
I'm still rooting for Sam though.

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Thanks love.

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Oh my god I can't believe we got everything done. 
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MVP 
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Pears' ban ends on the 12th, I think. Pears dragged my roast entry, though. 
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TOO, you need to close the rate before that 
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Just got home, I walked over 8 miles tonight bc I went to a party after the meet and greet
Good ****ing night everyone
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Also of note: Darcy's ban ends tomorrow, so we could be back to a panel of four if she resumes her position.
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Or we'll be sticking with 3 if TOO keeps getting locked out. Lemme pray for her. 
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Just got home, I walked over 8 miles tonight bc I went to a party after the meet and greet
Good ****ing night everyone
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Glad you enjoyed yourself, sis!
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Just got home, I walked over 8 miles tonight bc I went to a party after the meet and greet
Good ****ing night everyone
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Is this a good night or bad night? 
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I'm glad you were able to meet Violet and party, Citrus! When will the entries be posted, though?

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I'm finishing up lecture notes + then entries are next on my agenda. Probably in like two-ish hours.
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Actually I'll just do entries now and then I can study w/o interruptions
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Yay! Just finished my fashion rates as well, TOO.

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Episode 7
Untucked - The Entries
I want you to discuss in the thread about who you girls thought had the best and worst entry this week. Get your digs in by Wednesday, September 9th @ 10:00 PM EST.
Team 1:
Nellie Boddum, Chanel DiAngelo, Scarlett LaPierre, Carrie Messiah, and Udders Tutu
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After being declared safe, Nellie, Scarlett, Carrie, Chanel and Udders go to the Living Proof Lounge, where they discuss the competition and each other’s looks. One girl admits to sleeping with a member of the Pit Crew, accidentally invoking two others to admit to doing the same. One of the girls becomes distressed after receiving a video message from her fiancé, and two others stir the pot while drama unfolds and the girls descend into chaos.
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Nellie Boddum:
You know, Chanel only slept with Michael because one night I went to her room to kiki, Apparently I sat on her ***** but didn't know until I got back to my room & it fell out of my ass. The bitch accused me of stealing it! Like girl, no I didn't! It just got stuck up there when I sat down, calm your ****! I know she did it only to get back at me. I can't believe my Asian tofu of man meat, Michael, would even consider her plastic prostitution ass! UGH! What... EV...er!
Some of the other ladies had some smart **** to say themselves about me believeing I should have won some of the challenges. The one in particular was the 3 songs at our biggest gig. Those hunties, Scarlett in particular, had the audacity to criticize me. My entry was flawless & had all different types of music & styles. Give a girl a break! I always thought of Scarlett as a good friend but she seems to not be on 'Team Boddums' anymore. I hope she breaks a heal walking down the next runway!
Being safe this week & sitting there next to Udders made me feel like such a flop. Her best drag is anything but "best". Do we need to see what that cow galloped down the runway in? *Cut to Udders' horrendous outfit* She needs to thank baby Jesus that she is even safe. I. Can't. EVEN!
I am here to win & sitting here with the likes of these ladies in the "safe zone" makes me feel like Kirstie Alley at a buffet. Wait... what is this...? *leans to the side & pulls something out of my ass* Oh ****! Chanel's anal beads! Damn it! Now she's gonna accuse me of stealing these too! All these sex toys & she still had to take my man! She's not getting these back! Consider them MOPPED! *shoves anal beads back up my black hole of an ass*
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Untucked
Chanel's Story
Click on the image for the link.
For those of you unfamiliar with screenplays:
All scenes open with a SLUGLINE (INT./EXT. LOCATION - TIME).
V.O. = Voiceover
O.S. = Off-screen
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Originally posted by Scarlett LaPierre
Now, I am a good Christian bitch, but I was just spilling the honest T this week.
After the five of us are declared safe, we meander over to the Living Proof Lounge, sit a spell and help ourselves to some Long Island iced tea. For a Yankee butchering of a Southern delicacy, it isn’t half bad. I’m sipping and minding my own business when Miss Carrie asks how we feel, so I give my two cents.
Udders, bless her heart, is dressed up in her “finest” bovine couture. Sweetie, the category was your best drag, not Hello Ginger realness. And I love Nellie, but her face is more busted than Carrie’s derriere on a Friday night. That starts a **** storm like no other. Udders lashes back, and I can already see the wheels turning in Carrie’s mind to escalate this week’s drama to high heavens.
Nellie complains about never being in the top three (Lord help me) before revealing a factoid most peculiar. That hussy is sleeping with Michael from the Pit Crew. And then the same confession comes from Chanel. Christ on a stick, is there anyone here who hasn’t slept with this long-schlonged Don Juan? He's more at home with us than Wilhelmina at White Party. Chanel goes on a tirade and the girls continue their babbling, but my nerves continue to build. I can’t get it out of my head. The producers pull up a video screen.
Nathan. Oh, thank God, somebody that’s pleasing to the eye. The video plays. I cry, I smile, I frown, I gasp, I’m speechless. A hurricane of emotions. I’m devastated, and the conversation turns back to Michael? Because of Nellie, the only drag queen who doesn’t know how to hit it and quit it? Oh, my stars, I can’t.
A cocktail, another, again and I lose count. What did I do to merit this? A quick fling don’t mean a thing, as my mama used to say. Oh, God, Nathan. My vision is hazier than the dog days of summer, and I’m through with this “sweet as molasses” personality ********.
Chanel abandons me, the production screws me, the other girls throw more shade than a magnolia tree in full bloom. **** this, y’all can kiss my Southern ass. Chanel’s demeanor this week could freeze beer, Udders is as much of a drag queen as a pig in lipstick and Carrie’s performance in this game is safe enough to be used as contraception, which Nellie needs anyway. I have no consolation from the others, no company from my only friend here and maybe no partner when I return home.
I’m losing my religion, screaming at Nellie, at Chanel, like a child in church. Why won’t Chanel, or anyone, show some humanity? Just a smile or a kind word could open the gates to heaven for me now. I screech, I shout, I cry at Chanel, and she does the same in turn. Then Nellie butts in, because she’s just a bitch.
Lord have mercy. I breathe in, I breathe out. Our drama is private for now but sure as hell to appear online for all to see in some months. Fans will call out my dramatics, and I'll probably blame it on editing. That’s the nature of reality television, placing sane people in insane environments and recording it for entertainment. It’s time to return to the stage. Tomorrow is another day. |
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CARRIE MESSIAH'S CONFESSIONAL FOOTAGE (Unedited and Uncut!)
It’ll come as a surprise to absolutely no one that the second we get backstage, Chanel starts talking about how great her look is and Nellie starts complaining that she never gets high or wins any challenges. Bitch, if you wanna get a better ranking, do a better job!
But I can’t lie and say I wasn’t LIVING when Nellie admitted she was sleeping with that one Asian Pit Crew member named Michael. Now I knew that Chanel was also sleeping with Michael because — well…. — because somebody else already told me that. So when I heard that Nellie was too, I just had to get Chanel to reveal her secret, so I asked her, “Chanel, don’t you know Michael too?” and “Chanel, how do you feel about this news?” Of course I knew Chanel couldn’t keep her cool and she immediately starts bragging about how SHE is sleeping with Michael. Meanwhile, Udders and I are in the corner cackling and Scarlett… I don’t even remember what she was doing. Fading into the background like usual, I guess.
But she got her moment, and it sure as hell was a messy one. We’re told we have a video message and here I am thinking it’s gonna be my grandma telling me she finally accepts my drag career and instead it’s some ugly old man with gray hair and just about 4-5 teeth left in his mouth who identifies himself as Scarlett’s fiance and says that their engagement is OFF because he knows Scarlett is sleeping with Michael. I am on the floor at this point and Chanel is like, “Carrie, why are you causing trouble?” Like bitch, did I call Scarlett’s trailer trash boyfriend and tell him the news? Goodbye!
Now we all know that Chanel’s the type of queen to talk her way into a corner, then promptly exit the scene so she doesn’t have to deal with the aftermath. So naturally, she gets up, saying she needs to reapply her makeup, when come on—she needs to re-DO her makeup, and we don’t have time for that. But whatever. I knew she would use that opportunity to look good for the cameras (or maybe she was trying to find a crew member to blow) so I had Udders follow her and get the tea while I stayed behind to watch Nellie try to comfort Scarlett, who’s wailing about her fiance, like, “Who’s gonna shave my back for me?” “Who’s gonna pay the water bill?” “Who’s gonna read me the last Harry Potter book?!” Looks like Scarlett’s gonna have to learn how to read when she gets home!
The other girls come back and then I’m not really sure what happened with the three girls who are sharing Michael because they were a bit off to the side having a very heated conversation, drinking sweet tea and discussing sweet D. While they went at it, I took Udders aside to have a nice, normal conversation about the challenge, the trainwreck happening before our eyes, and our time on the show. While I’m well-liked by everyone here, I know that Udders would have my back more than these other girls. We have a true connection because she’s a genuinely good person. And it’s great that we get along; do you see us fighting over our runway looks like Essie and Smarties did last week?! No! In fact we have the same size feet so we share heels, just like we’ve been sharing Michael long before these other hags got to him! Ha! …… Wait, can y’all cut that? Hello? Producers?
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When I found out I was safe, I was relieved because hunty that **** was weak today. However, even though I knew it wasn’t my strongest I wasn’t ready for Scarlett trying to throw shade like the goddamn sun backstage. Henny please, I’m serving fish like the whole ****ing sea and you’re serving beef like a cattle ranch. Hello Ginger teas? Try again next time hunty. I had to tell everyone straight out, they ain’t serving up anything unique, they just want to look pretty. There’s no depth to their looks, no artistic vision.
Then, everyone moves on and Nellie Boddum, the most fittingly named drag queen of all time, starts complaining about how she wasn’t high, and then suddenly she was like [nellie boddum impersonation] “I mean, I know damn well I’m not sleeping with a Pit Crew member just to be safe and low.” And we’re all just like “...oh!” I think Carrie got a little aroused but I’ll keep it quiet, girl. Anyhow everyone got all up in arms, all “Who is it?” and “Does Citrus know?” and **** like that. Finally Nellie reveals it’s that hottie, Michael. How she scored a hunk like that is beyond me, she’s just not that type of girl. Then, dusty-ass looking Chanel Digiorno reveals she’s been sleeping with the same guy! I mean he must have incredibly low standards but whatever, I was keeping my l-i-f-e hunty!
Anyhow. Anyways. Yeah yeah yeah. Nellie and Chanel kept fighting and it was a kii watching them trying to read each other when both of them probably can’t even actually read. Then Scarlett LaPenis’ fiancé pops up on the TV and Scarlett starts serving Laganja teas. Her fiancé Nathan was like “I miss you so much” and she was crying her ass off, until Nathan was like “But I heard you were sleeping with someone on the pit crew, named Michael.” And let me tell you girls, I was the one crying after that! All this happening in front of all the queens, I could not. Nellie, Chanel and Scarlett were at each other’s throats. Carrie and me were having a kiki listening to them.
It was an… eventful Untucked to say the least. All these girls can have fun ****ing every single warm body with a penis while I snatch the crown under their noses. Poor them!
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wilhelmina's is the worst
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I just realized I shaded myself
If you can't shade yourself, how the hell are you gonna shade someone else? Can I get an Amen? 
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Episode 7
Untucked - The Entries
I want you to discuss in the thread about who you girls thought had the best and worst entry this week. Get your digs in by Wednesday, September 9th @ 10:00 PM EST.
Team 2:
Koko Khalyan, Carmen Scarlett, Essie Jae Sherbert, Smarties Skittles, and Wilhelmina.
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Upon receiving feedback from the judges, the queens retire to the back for a kiki on this week's challenge. The girls quickly split up, with Chanel, Scarlet, etc. wandering into the House Vodka Lounge where they belong and Carmen, Essie, Koko, Smarties and Wilhelmina head to the Grey Goose Citron Illusions Lounge. The excitement is quickly withered down as it's interrupted by Koko nearly face planting as she trips over a leather bound book covered in copious amounts of glitter. Yes, the girls had discovered Kesha's copy of Pop 101.
In all seriousness, the book was peculiar and looked as if they were meant to find it. Though Smarties had picked it up shortly after Koko's near fatal accident, Smarties' glacial pace and Wilhelmina's lack of patience prompted her to snatch it from her bony fingers and read the foreword "To the Remaining Queens..." Knowing this was probably not a heartwarming book of poetry, the queens continued on backstage for a cocktail and find out exactly the contents of this book. "This gon' be good," Essie could be heard saying as she entered the room last.
Once settled down amidst the glam decor, the queens gathered around the book and took turns reading page by page. And as the pages being unfold, sh*t started to get real between the queens, and exploded when they finally reached the final page which is about Wilhelmina.
The Drag Book
Smarties: Wait a minute bitch… “no black, no rice” *points to the page* What the f*ck is this? Explain yourself Miss Wilhelmina
Wilhelmina: I have nothing to explain. It’s called a preference. *takes sip of cocktail*
S: No it’s not. It’s racism *rolls eyes*
W: I have one black friend and one Asian friend. How am I racist? *dramatic music*
S: Was you born retarded? *side eyes*sips cocktail*shadebutton.com*
W: Oh, so you’re offended by my preference but then use the word retarded? The double standard is real.
S: What double standard? You’re a racist, a retarded racist and that’s a fact.
W: Whatever. I’ve done nothing wrong, so suck it buttercup *looks to the other direction*
Carmen turned to the next page of the burn book, in which contained a screen shot of Grindr chat between Wilhelmina and Kaeli.
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Kaeli: You racist bitch! What's wrong with black people? Why wouldn’t you want a dick this big? *dick pic*
Wilhelmina: I’m not racist, bitch! I had Chinese food for dinner last night! And no thanks, I’m on a diet and it doesn’t include burnt sausage.
Kaeli: I was born this way you fatherf*cker! What do you want me to do, crayon my dick white?
Wilhelmina: Well, now that you mention it…
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S: That’s disgusting
Essie: I’m shocked, to be honest, Wilhelmina. I thought you were better than this.
Carmen: I’m disgusted. F*ck you Wilhelmina
W: So what? Fine, I’m “racist”. Surely you must have caught on by now, you dumb bitch! Does that make you feel better, Carmen? I’m about as tolerant as you are talented… NOT. AT. ALL! *stands up and points finger at Carmen*
C: Don’t f*cking go there bitch! I have pulled my weight to get to this stage of the competition. *stands up too*
W: Really Carmen? Because I’m looking at your 0 WIN or HIGH and I’m surprised that you’re still here
C: I’ve had enough of you bitch! *throws drink*
W: *throws shoe instead because her drink was too good to waste*
The other girls held Carmen and Wilhelmina down before they slammed into each other. The room was filled with an awkward silence until Koko cleared her throat and spoke up.
K: Well, you can’t help who you’re attracted to…
W: Right? Like I'm supposed to sleep with every ugly out there to prove I'm not racist.
E: Oh, so you agree with a racist? Maybe you’re a racist yourself. *sips drink*
C: Southern white gay being a racist, what a surprise. *giggles*
K: Hold on a minute! Let me explain myself. *raises hands* What I said is that you can’t help who you’re attracted to, but I didn’t say that I agree with it.
S: I agree, you can’t help it, however…
K: Yes, however, you can’t shut down an entire race based on stereotypes and call it a preference. That’s racism.
E: Exactly! You can never tell if you will never find anyone of any race attractive. You’re putting yourself into a boring, tiny box with all of your “preferences”. *tsk tsk*
C: That’s your own loss.*rolls eyes*
Wilhelmina proceeded to pull out a bottle of pills and motioned everyone to take one. The tension in the room was thick and everyone could use a benzo in their life right about now. All of the queens refused to take the pill. Once again, the room was filled with an awkward silence.
S: So… who do you think wrote all of this about us?
W: Definitely not me. As if I would expose myself so you thirsty queens could come at me.
C: I bet it’s Chanel *sips drink*
E: Yeah, probably. I mean, no one here likes her and she has no friends back at home either.
K: Maybe she backstabbed all of her friends and now she's trying to do the same to us by pinning us against each other.
S: Sounds about right. Can’t believe she could fool us with all of her sob stories
Though all of the queens had their opinions as to who it could be, it wasn't until a video popped up on the TV screen that things became clearer.
[VIDEO POPS UP ON THE SCREEN]
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Surprise bitches, I bet you thought you've seen the last of me. Week after week, you all had stuff to say about me and about each other. I kept my mouth shut for way too long and when I was unfairly eliminated, I decided to take matters into my own hands. I hired a private investigator and had him do background checks on each and everyone of you and not surprisingly, you all had skeletons in your closets. Now, I have a sold out show to get to here in Back Swamp so while you all tug at each other's dry wigs, I'll be enterTainting, hunties. Who knows, maybe you'll see me sooner than you think. MWAH.
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The queens stared at the screen in disbelief.
K: Oh wow…
C: I can’t believe it
W: I mean, are we surprised? That bitch thought she was the winner last week and she ended up being in the bottom 2. I’d be bitter too if I made a fool of myself. *sips drink*
E: But you gotta admire her dedication. Bitch exposed all of us… *shakes head*
S: You know what they say, haters gonna hate. Bye Lady Royalty! I guess we owe Chanel an apology, ha just kidding. *laughs*
The queens sat quitely, swimming in their own many thoughts before heading to the House Vodka Lounge.
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K O K O
K H A L Y A N
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I still can't believe someone left that book in the middle of the floor, I almost broke my ankle! I need that to continue practicing my death drops..... I wish I never kicked it, this whole situation might have been avoided. I knew, even before opening it up, that this would NOT be good for us.
I STILL can't believe someone wrote that I have syphilis, I am a VIRGIN. I only do oral, and that bottle of antibiotics was for STREP THROAT! The queens all looked at me with such disgust after my name was read, it was awful. I felt so exposed......even though it's a lie!
Thank goodness the topic was quickly changed to Wilhelmina's choice in men. She's slightly racist, but who isn't? At least she admits it, and I kinda admire that about her. The way the queens were looking at her with such disgust reminded me of how they were looking at me during the reading, I felt bad for Wilhelmina, so I decided to stick up for her. We should all be friends here, even though it's not CitRu's Best Friend Race, everything here isn't personal, it's just drag.
The confrontation between Wilhelmina and Carmen scared me though. It reminded me of the time I served overseas for my country. Wait, Canada is overseas, right? The fights in that country scarred me for life. But my training helped me to quickly diffuse the situation, much like all the Cherry Bomb shots I've completed before...
...So even though I don't feel bad for thinking it was Chanel, when I found out that it was actually Lady Royalty everything FINALLY made sense. She was FURIOUS with me after the set list competition when she thought she had won but it was actually me and she ended up in the bottom. I should have known that she would make up these terrible lies about me. But at least I made it through this episode with all the hairs in my weave mostly intact.
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♡ ♛ CARMEN'S CONFESSIONS ♛ ♡
So all the girls head backstage for an Absolutely delicious cocktail , when all of a sudden Koko trips over a book nearly as big as her ego. We're all so excited to look in the book but the excitement is suddenly halted by Wilhelmina being a c*nt. So nothing new here. “Bitch, my idea of humor is your exit.”, she says. The WORST thing about this situation is that she was right - I’m not in this god damn book! I guess all of that political incorrectness has got to balance out with some correctness somewhere
The first few pages are bit dull, some small digs here and there but it all starts to get juicy on Nellie’s page. We stumble across a section about buttplugs and I just start thinking that I could really do with one of them right now to shove in Wilhelmina’s racist ass mouth. Sex definitely seems to be a key theme in the book as we soon arrive at some NSFW pictures of Scarlett LaPierre and judge Subomie Matthews. I am absolutely disgusted. Not only should Scarlett be disqualified from the competition but Subomie needs to be arrested for performing sexual acts on a moonchild. And just when I thought we were done with all this SEX, we get to Koko’s page. Shortly after, I decide to sit on the other side of the room. All the other girls unsurprisingly join me. I guess no one wants to sit next to the STD-ridden bottom bitch. Everyone’s so eager to arrive at Wilhelmina’s page. The paper is predictably white but as my eyes turn to the middle of the page, we see screenshots of some of Wilhelmina’s conversations on Grindr.
Wilhelmina’s Grindr profile is all like "No blacks! Don't message me if you're black!". But then the most outrageous thing happens... we come across some conversations between Wilhelmina and the one and only Kaeli Soliloquy! Kaeli is all like "You racist bitch! Why wouldn't you want blacks?" and there's a d*ck pic! (It's huge.)
To be honest, I'm surprised that Wilhelmina and Kaeli aren't getting on given that Kaeli has a big d*ck, and Wilhelmina, well... is one.
Wilhelmina is SERIOUSLY trying to get out of this situation by saying that he had Chinese for DINNER last night. All that food though?! I thought there was something up when I saw a 28 inch waist in the workroom. Fat-ass racist mess.
Everyone is SO shocked at Wilhelmina’s racist ass mess. Wilhelmina saw her expose coming though. She is all prepared with a purse full of samosas to hand out to prove she’s not a racist. “Fat” she whispers under her breath as she passes out the Indian snacks to the rest of the queens.
So I was like "Don’t think you can shut us up with your god-damn Indian snacks you bitch!" and Wilhelmina was coming at me like "So what okay? I’m a "racist"! Surely you must have realised that by now. I’m about as tolerant as you are talented… not at all." I told her to not f*cking go there bitch. She told me that I didn't deserve to be here so I threw that drink into her racist face and stormed right out that lounge.
After storming out the lounge, I realise that I would still rather be sharing a lounge with a racist than the awful queens on the other team. So I walk back into the room and the rest of the queens are watching a video. It’s a face I sort of recognise but I’ve sort of already forgotten. After a few minutes of thinking, I realise it’s Lady Royalty. We are all SURPRISED. I’m scared she’s gonna pull a Kenya Michaels on us, although, Kenya is actually pretty.
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Originally posted by Essie Jae Sherbet
Where do I begin? So I was just headed to the Grey Goose Citron Illusions Lounge with some of the girls when suddenly Miss Koko “Klutz” Khalyan trips over some shiny book in the middle of the floor. Obviously we’re all interested in the book and head straight to that instead of helping Koko up from the ground. Printed in what appears to be magazine-cutout letters was “DRAG BOOK”. Straight away I knew that this was gon’ be good.
One of the girls opened the book and the first few pages were pretty bland… Chanel wasn’t liked in high school (not much has changed there), Carrie can’t sing and Udders is a parody of himself. I thought this must have been some kind of joke made up by one of the less talented queens, like Kaeli or Nellie. But then it actually did get pretty interesting.
Someone tried to expose me? That’s when I started taking this **** seriously. Everyone knows I have a bit of a sweet tooth, but McDonalds? I’m to McDonalds what Anna Williams is to originality. That was obviously just some, um… similar looking person in a wig. Yeah, that’s all. And Scarlett? Sleeping with one of the judges? An outrage! A scandal! If there is a God, both of them should be removed from the show immediately.
I was usually one to stay rather neutral, however, when it came to the absurdity that was Wilhelmina, I had reached the last straw. With both Smarties and Carmen going in for the attack, I jumped right in with my two cents. I was honestly just shocked. I thought Wilhelmina was better than that. Then Koko tried to come to his defence, and I wasn’t having it. I strongly believe that if you agree with a racist, you’re a racist yourself.
Although when Carmen tried to set Wilhelmina on fire I knew that was too far… I snatched the lighter off her like it was her wig and literally saved Wilhelmina’s life. Bitch owes me now! Especially after she pulled out those KKK invitations from her bag and tried to get everyone to take one... girl just does not have a CLUE.
Then some random flop who I can’t even remember the name of showed up on the television screen boasting about how the “DRAG BOOK” was all her idea. Yawn. How about instead of trying to expose everyone else, you actually make a good impression yourself? Can I get a gay men?
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Originally posted by Smarties Skittles
So we were walking to the Grey Goose Citron Illusions Lounge, minding your own business when miss Koko stumbled on an ugly book with the foreword “To the Remaining Queens…” on it. I picked it up, but that bitch Wilhelmina snatched it from me. Really queen? I had a bad feeling that this book was gonna bring us trouble, and oh dear, I really Miss Cleo-ed again
That book was full of shade and exposeT  Even I was not safe - but we won't talk about that  No, we won't  Other girls’ exposeT were a bit boring, like, who wanna know Koko has/had syphilis? And everyone had already knew Scarlett was a sl*t, she slept with the judges, that’s why she could win over me last week. #JusticeForSmartiesSkittles
Anyway, I didn’t really feel anything until the last page. There’s this screen shot of Wilhelmina’s Grindr profile, and this bitch said “no black, no rice”. I was really mad! This bitch was a disgusting racist! A. Nell was right all along! I was like “What the f*ck is this? Explain yourself Miss Wilhelmina” and she was like “It’s called a preference”.  Oh, you called that preference? Are you f*cking kidding me? Then she said “I have one black friend and one Asian friend. How am I being a racist?”. Awww hell nawwww, this retarded bitch was really getting on my nerve. And she said something about double standard, which didn’t make any sense at all. Gawwwddd how could someone be that dumb?
After that Carmen found another screen shot of a Grindr conversation between Wilhelmina and Kaeli. That’s truly one of the most terrible things I had ever read. At least Kaeli’s big black c*ck made up for it  I guess Carmen was as disgusted as me, gurl really went in dragging that racist asshole!  Wilhemina read Carmen for being a flop, and I was screaming inside because it’s so true. Why the f*ck was she still here, she had never been anything but SAFE or LOW?  Carmen probably knew it too and got mad, she threw cocktail straight to Wilhelmina’s face, and tried to lit it on FIREEEE  with her lighter! We all jumped in to stop ha, but gosh bitch was so strong. We were as good at holding ha down like Kaeli was good at participating in challenges  At least Essie got a hold of the lighter so no one would be hospitalized. Anyway, Carmen punched Wilhelmina right in tha face, and ha $600 breastplate. I guess boobsforqueens.com  would have a new customer today.
We tried to sit down, and all the girls except Koko decided to take this opportunity to team up against Wilhelmina, making racist accusations. Koko tried to be the nice one: “Well, you can’t help who you’re attracted to…” But Essie quickly shut ha DOWN in one note: “Oh, so you agree with a racist? Maybe you’re racist yourself.”  Miss Koko were probably scared, so she tried to take the aim off herself: “What I said is that you can’t help who you’re attracted to, but I didn’t say that I agree with it. ” Sure Jan, but that’s what she said, so…  Both Wilhelmina and Koko are privileged white gays, of course they think alike. I bet their dicks smell like cheese it’s disgusting
And then Wilhelmina pulled out a bottle of pills, suggesting us to take them. What the f*ck? We’re not retarded. I bet it’s laxative  You ain’t gonna give us diarrhea on stage tonight bitch!
Suddenly a video came up on TV screen. It’s Lady Royalty, admitting that she wrote that whole burn book! Surprise bitch! Damn, I was so glad to FINALLY get rid of her last week. Actually she was lucky, because who knew what we would do to her flat ass after this if she’s still here
Final thought: Should I or should I not send this book to the other team? Gotta be fun to see them fight with each other 
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Originally posted by Wilhelmina
Wilhelmina couldn't help but feel her stomach drop slightly, prompting a shift to humor. "Carmen, I don't think this includes you," she teased, being that her performance this week wasn't her best. The discovery of this mystery book had piqued her interest, but she became a bit uncomfortable at what it could contain. Wilhelmina was someone who had done a lot in her lifetime and though she regretted nothing, she was not in the mood for drama after her win in the roast.
Page after page, the group was given boring tea and she figured she was almost in the clear, at least until things started getting juicy. Essie’s filthy eating habits, Scarlett’s affair with one of the judges, bent over a car, Nellie’s loose boddum, thanks to all kinds of contraptions including plugs, sex swings, and some Lady Gaga sex doll with a strap on and Koko’s infected taint.
With all the sh*t put forward, Wilhelmina knew that anything thrown her way could not be bad enough. Wrong. The last few pages were an exposé dedicated to her, naturally. Since the beginning, she was the Queen B and had rubbed everyone the wrong way but screencaps of her Grindr profile and conversations were enough to put her on the defense.
Naturally, the queen who had been lowkey shading her all competition long was the first to jump at the opportunity. The bitch was a non factor so anything for her 15 seconds of fame. “I don’t owe you an explanation, nor do I care to continue this conversation.” Cue some “racist” remarks. That’s original, she thought. But instead of flat out denying the accusations, she decided to troll the other girls until one of them swung and got themselves eliminated. “Oh hunny, how could I possibly be racist. I have a black friend and an Asian.” Then there was a retarded remark, which was funny considering the fact that these queens wanted to be social justice warriors, yet used words like retarded. Another no name queen, Carmen Carrera or something wanted to get loud, talk about the screencapped conversation between Wilhelmina and Kaeli. As it was read aloud, she couldn’t help but cackle. Sometimes, she made herself laugh. “So what? Fine, I’m “racist”. Surely you must have caught on by now, you dumb bitch! Does that make you feel better, Carmen? I’m about as tolerant as you are talented… NOT. AT. ALL!”
It seemed that was the final straw because Carmen flung her drink her way and while most of it missed, she quickly reacted by removing her stiletto and launch it right at her gargantuan head. Though she was apathetic about being personally attacked, you will NOT come for Wilhelmina’s garmenTs that she paid good coins for. No mam. It took several girls to break the two apart and for production to step in for things to calm down.
Moments later, after a cigarette break, the girls regrouped and it took Koko to finally break the silence. To her delight, she was sort of defending her but the kind gesture led to the poor girl being attacked once again until she retracted her statement. These “ladies” were out of control and Wilhelmina had enough of their bipolar personalities. Out of her bag, she pulled out a bottle of Xanax. They were all stressing over something that had nothing to do with them and it was time they took a chill pill, literally. No one took them. “Fine bitches, I hope your kidneys fail.”
Once more, silence overwhelmed the group until M&M’s spoke up again. Everyone was so focused on attacking her that they had not wondered who had put together this book of treats. “I think it’s unanimous, it has to be that bitter c*nt Chanel.” Thinking of ways to get revenge, they were interrupted by a video message on the TV screen. Noticing a familiar meth face and hoarsy voice, she already knew who it was. “Well, that was anticlimactic. Literally, who cares?”
As much as she was the center of the drama, Wilhelmina literally gave no f*cks. The whole time, she kept very calm and collected and it wasn’t until the drink was flung at her that she broke character. Walking out hooked to Koko’s arm, she had a feeling the two would soon be making allies.
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