The Lucille Ball of reality dance shows was given her
walking stumbling papers last night from that one show featuring half-nekkid has-beens dry bumping on ballroom dancers. Some H8RS have been waiting for this moment including that fake bitch Carrie Ann!
On Monday’s show, Carrie Ann basically said that Cloris needs to go. And then after her elimination last night, Carrie Ann said she loved her! Carrie Ann, please go choke on CHERYL BURKE’S mop head and stop faking your love for Cloris!
Anyway, Cloris doesn’t need that dollar store trophy! After she downs a couple of Thunderbird and Metamucils (she’s hardcore like that), she’s off to Berlin to start shooting “Inglourious Basterds” with Brad Pitt. Once she’s done with that, she might play Frau Blücher in “Young Frankenstein” on Broadway. Cloris really wanted the role when the show first opened on Broadway, but producers thought she would die during the run, so they rejected her memaw ass. Cloris told OK!, “Mel Brooks wants me to come back to Broadway and take over my role in the musical Young Frankenstein. We’ll talk about that and figure it out.”
Now that front-runner (HA!) Cloris is out of the way, that pretty much means Brooke Burke is going to win this crap. Yawnsville. America has forgotten that this is TV show and not a fucking dance contest! Vote for the hot bitches not the dumb whores who can dance. Who cares about that!?
I’m also sad to see Cloris go, because that means I probably won’t be typing her name as much. My dyslexic ass has accidentially typed “clitoris” instead of “Cloris” on numerous occasions. Oddly enough, typing the word “clitoris” kind of gives me a tingle down there.