Before we begin, a nod to Charrisse, whose bizarre muppet-face reactions to conflict and retconning a BFFmance with Monique out of thin air show that she’s far better suited to being a Friend Of. Now onward!
I expected more Potomac mediocrity from this season if we’re honest, but then Karen Huger came at me like a wolf with a butcher knife in the weeds. I’m hooked, y’all.
A decent Potomac episode? This really is April Fools’ Day.
So we beat on, boats against the current, storming ceaselessly out of dinner parties.
Just a little something to tide you over as you wait out your refractory period under the ol’ Croatian cherry tree.
Put on your onion goggles everybody; it’s an emotional one.
And in the master’s chambers
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives
But they just can’t kill the beast
Vayan conmigo, mis brujas, as we take a trip South Of America for tripe tacos, tequila-induced bloodshed, and terrible Gina Liano insults.
Raise your hand if “it’s a joke, look at the ‘LOL'” will now be your go-to excuse for meantexts.
It’s about Chyka. (No, really.)