Oprah, Shmoprah

I just saw an ad with a picture of a pillow underneath the headline, "The best sleep I've had in years." -- Oprah

BFD, if you get my meaning. There are so many things I've seen that are "Oprah's favorite." Pants, shoes, perfume, frying pans, books and I forget what else. Sorry, but I don't give a crap what Oprah likes! Why should I? Who is she to me and why would her preference for anything mean I would like it too, especially since I have never even liked her?

I'm sick of her being fat and then buying Weight Watchers and still being fat and finally getting thin with Ozempic, which is cheating in my opinion. Besides, the body knows. She'd better not stop taking it, that's all I'm saying.

Also, is the woman gay or not? Is she in the closet with Gayle King? How did Gayle become a huge celebrity for just being her best friend? What about Steadman? And what about Oprah's Book Club? Who cares what she likes to read? I'd bet all my earthly possessions she has never read the very best in literature, which I have. I don't need no stinking book club to tell me what to read.

Plus she has like five mansions all over the world. Is that really necessary? And her own island? She is gross if you ask me.(You'd better read this post quick before it's unpublished. Oprah probably owns Blogger.)