Beyonce is perfect, okay? Well, at least that’s what the #BeyHive coalition who is pointing the lacefront glue at me is telling me to type. She can do no wrong, and everyone else just has to snatch their lives and DEAL WITH IT.
Here’s 5 things Beyonce can’t do!
She can’t boil water
Can you picture her doing this? Or even knowing her way around the stove? I mean, no shade, but people like Beyonce have personal chefs and everything. It’s understandable if she didn’t know that you can’t boil water in the microwave. And there’s all those times when she was in Destiny’s Chirren where every single interview they had they loved to talk about how they were always at Popeye’s. Boiling water is a task. Like it’s not the same on electric AND gas stoves. I’ll give her a slight pass.
She can’t fight
Do we have to even go over how she sidestepped over her sister and husband that fateful night in the elevator? I think not. She ain’t ruining NOTHING for NOBODY! And why do you need to know how to fight when you have a scrappy little sister who isn’t afraid to get her gown dirty for you?
Tell a joke
Remember that time when she was super funny in that interview and had everyone rolling? Yea, about that. Not everyone can be funny, so it’s totally cool if she can’t deliver a joke. But she seems like the type to tell the joke all out of order (you know the kind of people I mean), where they tell the punchline in the middle of the joke and then say, “Wait, hold on, yeah I got it now!” and you’ve already left the room. If she could only tell jokes like in this vine…
Read a map
I know what you’re going to say, who can read a map nowadays? Trust me. If you’re lost somewhere and you only had a map with you to take your ass back home, you will know what to do. On the other hand…Mrs. Knowles-Carter? When you’re chauffeured since the age of fetus, you might think if you go to “Google Maps” you’ll get a definition. Sorry, boo.
I mean everyone knows how to text, right? Nah, they don’t. And from someone who used to work at a cell phone retail store, you’d be surprised by how many people — young and old — just mash the keys and think they can formulate sentences. This is what I think her inner dialogue looks like when texting:
Okay, so where do I go when I want to send a textual message? It’s not email? Messages… Messages…. [Pauses] Wait. How does my telephone machine know the phone number of the person I want to send a message to when I type their name? Is my phone… psychic? [Phone shuts down]
FYI, we love Beyonce. These are just jokes!