"Hey guys. Yeah. Solange here. In the house. Whatever. I'm so bummed. I can't believe I didn't even make it to the final of Fug Madness. What's wrong with you people? I wore like the feathered output of an entire ostrich and it wasn't good enough. Nothing I ever do is good enough. Now I'm not as good as Beyonce OR Aubrey O'Day and she can't even sing. My album is supposed to actually be good, you guys. It's good and I spent all of last year trotting around in face paint and live animals like someone wearing the contents of an entire season of ANTM photo shoots at once and for what? Nothing. A whole lot of nothing. I give up. I'm just wearing jeans from now on. That's right. You didn't appreciate my hard work last year and now you don't get to have any fun with my crazy feathered bedazzeled outfits either. I hope you're happy. Goodbye. FOREVER.
PS: How terrible does Beyonce's movie with Ali Larter look? At last, big sister makes a mistake! I'M SO EXCITED. Okay, goodbye for real this time."
