UsWeekly asked Kim Zolciak of The Real Messes of Atlanta what kind of shit she carries in her purse (at least they didn’t ask her what she keeps in her puss), because they’re going hard for that Pulitzer, obviously. Personally, I care more about what Sheree keeps in her rent-to-own Louis Vuitton purse (eviction notices, a shrub costume to hide from bill collectors, a sand castle bucket to build the rest of Chateau Sheeree, Popsicle sticks to build Chateau Sheree’s foundation, etc…), but I’m posting this because Kim keeps a very important item in her bag: a child-slapping wooden spoon!
Kim, who obviously read Abuelita’s Guide to Whoopin’ Ass cover-to-cover, says she’s never used the wooden spoon, but brings it out whenever one of her kids sasses her ass. Kim said, “I carry a wooden spoon for my kids if they get fresh. I’ve never used it; I just pull it out and they know I’m serious.”
Right. So we’re really supposed to believe that the main purpose of that wooden spoon is to keep her kids in check and it isn’t to attack all the Benji dogs who try to rescue one of their own from the top of her head? Okay, whatever, Kim.
If Kim is telling the truth, then she should know that there’s no need to carry that wooden spoon around. If she wants to stun her children into silence, she should just sing live or pull out her phone and play this for them. Warning: If you’re not like me and haven’t played this over and over again for years, keep a wooden spoon handy. You will want to hit yourself in the ears with it.
That is what it sounds like when the devil cries and it really is the love song of our time.
Here’s Kim and Kroy (I hate to say I would) at some event last month.