All I can say is, it's best to turn on the close captioning before you watch the RHoNYC and Kelly B's major mess of crazy. Cuz they all start talking and, trust me, you don't want to miss a syllable of this stuff -- it is PRICELESS!! OMG. I don't know what Whitney Kelly was smokin' or mainlining, but I don't want any! Just Wow. She complains about how "mean" other people are to her, and spends an entire vacation (on Ramona's dime, thank you) being a complete crazy bee-otch -- she attacks and insults pretty much everyone, and when she's not doing that, she's yelling over everyone and telling them to "Zip it." Kelly continually insists on questioning Bethany's right to be called a "chef" (B did graduate from culinary school) and calls B a "Ho Bag," and then cries because she has nightmares that B is trying to kill her. Huh? Can you say "Nut Bag?" I wonder why Kelly hasn't noticed that while she is telling Bethany to "get over" the death of her father, who was apparently a jackass that didn't love his own child, Kelly is unable to "get over" some mysterious perceived criticism of her kids in the media, which she assumes came from Bethany, but Kelly doesn't actually have any proof of that, so K continually attacks Bethany and calls her names, while simultaneously complaining that everyone is picking on her. Tonight she called Alex a vampire, told Ramona, Alex, and even her sole defender, Sonja, to "Zip it," and accused B of trying to kill her, "because she's tried to kill me so many times before." All I can say is, some psycho needs to Zip It, and her name is spelled Kelly.
One last note about the Crazy that IS Kelly. Her clueless comments are some of the most delicious moments. Last week, she told the ladies that they needed to stop discussing issues with Jill, because they were "making lemonade out of lemons," because they were making things "bigger" -- you know like you do when you make lemonade! (She actually argued about the meaning of the expression when the ladies tried to explain it to her. Priceless.) This week she comes to breakfast with a notepad so "Instead of people talking about stuff, maybe they can write it down." And when B does the "You can't HANDLE the truth!" line delivered by Jack Nicholson in a Few Good Men (as any idiot but K knows), K laughs and shouts "Al Sharpton!" not just once, but three times, and is apparently very pleased with herself for her keen observation! Even better than K's complete idiocy, are the various looks of total puzzlement on every other face, while Kelly hoots "Al Sharpton! Al Sharpton! Ha, ha, ha, ha! Put your hair up, it's Al Sharpton!" I still don't know where she got Al Sharpton out of that, but that's what makes it so hysterical. And by that time, they'd all given up on trying to rein in the Crazy, so they didn't even bother to call her on it, or ask her WTF she was ranting about. LOVE, love the Crazy.
Don't know how I managed to get in 20 minutes of yoga --that was some good TV. AL SHARPTON! Ha, ha, ha, ha! Al Sharpton!
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