Okay so around 2 pm today Tamaratattles.com went dead for about an hour. It was horrifying. This is something that never happens when you stay in the shallow end of the pool. That was tens of thousands of views that never happened and I already need to get my numbers up to keep my head above water in the deep end of the pool so be sure to check out some other posts.
Shannon and David go on a date. Shannon can’t eat anything good anymore. Shannon is trying to justify dumping Vicki. Or Vicki is dumping Shannon, I don’t know.
Tamra still thinks that if she gets baptized it should be an event. I was baptized in the Mediterranean Sea. My church members were there. It was not a party. Then again, I was like seven and I mostly did it because my friend Marvellla wanted me to. I loved Marvella and her mother used to let me sleep over and would let me go to Brownies without wearing a slip under my uniform. She claimed that slips were archaic. My mother was at least 10 years older than Marvellas mom. I think Marvella has a big time jewelry line now. Though I am not 100% sure that is my Marvella.
Anyway, her pastor says it will be “really cool” if she gets baptized. Tamra admits she is not smart enough to read the Bible. Specifically “thou shalt not” confuses her. Kidding not. Now she is confused that her son is a fuck up.
Tamra is helping her grown man move into the house. Apparently they are both unemployed. And on the verge of divorce. Who saw that coming? Again, fast forwarding.
Vicki and Brooks go to see …. a doctor? A Club Detox person? I don’t know who he is? This guy is a Club Detox person. The dude who doesn’t seem to be a doctor has his medical records which are shown. It’s some whackadoodle therapy. I’m all for trying anything when you have a fatal illness, and I’ve supported Brooks all along, but this guy and that paperwork is not impressing me.
Vicki and Brooks brings Tamra over to show her his latest PET Scan. This shows that Brooks has three tumors in his abdomen. Wait, what? Is this not a blood disease? IDGI. Vicki shows the dumbest person in the world his results. Tamra is confused and so am I. I still would not tell people my friend’s husband didn’t have cancer if he said he did.
I’m so over Heather’s magical creams. Do I have to recap this? The whole point is Terry can’t deal with online live sales.
Later it’s the live show. Meghan is having a viewing party for Heather’s live show hawking her product. The idiots call in for the show.
Sorry, fast forwarded through the whole thing.
So the cunt satchels get together to discuss masses in his pancreas, and Meghan says that they have stopped doing PET scans in 2008. Because she Nancy Drewed the doctor that does the scans. The cunts say that he picked Tamra because she is an idiot. That does make sense. But the whole scene with Brooks, Vicki and Tamra seemed staged. I think we are all being fed a bunch of shit. Meghan said his report is forged. Tamra says she feels like Vicki and Brooks are setting her up because she is dumber than dirt.
In other news, I am fading fast. I think I would do a better job of recappin Ladies of London in the morning. Thanks for bearing with me. Aunt Flo keeps playing ding, dong , ditch with me and I am a bit under the weather.
NEXT WEEK: Tamra gets baptized. And more drama unfolds.