O texto breve e fabuloso de Jeremy Clarkson sobre o seu ódio de estimação, Meghan Markle, está a incendiar a web.
Não resisto à tentação de colar aqui mais um bocadinho da preciosidade:
I can tell you, with absolute certainty, what’s coming next.
Harold’s Spare book will be released.
Then she’ll do one called I Think I May Be God. And then she’ll have exhausted the whole royal thing — so will be off.
We will see Diana-style photographs of her, all on her own, outside the Taj Mahal.
And then she will be pictured gazing into the middle distance, on the back of a playboy’s superyacht and will marry a tech billionaire and they’ll have a child called something vomitty like Peace. Or Truth.
Or Love.
Harold, meanwhile, will be stuck in California with no friends, either there or here, no family to support him and an army of young girls who’ll believe Meghan’s story that the marriage break-up was all his fault because he’s, like, you know, sooooo a man.
Entretanto o Paul Joseph Watson entrou na conversa, claro:
"But she's a woman, he can't say that."
— Paul Joseph Watson (@PrisonPlanet) December 18, 2022
Yeah, some women are great, some women are odiously unlikeable, deal with it. Embrace equality.
