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Oh, right. You have to APPLY and be accepted to that program. Never mind.
So Tyra and J-Mo express love for each others’ fabulousness and the skit ends with a photo shoot.
That’s “total hypocrite” in Tyrese. Funny how Tyrant is wearing a body suit under all that ivy, but we know for sure she will insist the girls get naked in the second photo shoot of the season. So much so that one of them appears to quit, rather than bare it all. Walk the talk, beyatch!
There was a whole ‘nother angle I could go with for this picture, based on the look on Tyra’s face, but I’m pretty sure the J-Mo ZZ Top dude would never, so let’s just move on.
Next we get Tyra in a new look.
Supposedly, we (the audience) have been hankering to have a say in the judging for eons. And somehow that Harvard certificate cleaned out her ears enough for us to be heard. So now we get to be a judge too. She shows us clips of home videos of people begging for a voice and then people logging their opinions.
Oh, right. That reference might not work with our new, younger target audience. My bad. For you neophytes just joining us, that was Bernie Mac, may he rest in peace. Gone too soon.
Anyway, my point is if you the viewer are now getting air time on ANTM, you too are fodder for our vicious fingers.
Tyra tells us that we, as the fourth judge, aren’t the only new judges and then she introduces us to the new cast of characters.
Tyra calls Kelly Cutrone a fashion PR maven.
Then Tyra tells us the show has the sexiest supermodel in the world. Rob Evans. First of all, the name Rob Evans is not sexy. It sounds like he should be Roy Roger’s nephew.