A rather aggressive HEY GUYS. Hamber welcomes us to Vlogmas day 22. She shows off her counting skills by telling us all the numbers between 22 and 24 and then "Vlogmas is over!" Counting down the days until you can do what you usually do - quit.
Gift time. MG,W is up first. Hamber looks pleased with herself over what she got MG,W. I'm certain it will be a deeply thoughtful, meaningful gift, designed to evoke memories of these early days together when they're old and gray, reminiscing.
Nah, it's a cheap bracelet. Good lord. Hamber just has to put herself onto it: it says "Bambi and Faline". Snoozeville. updates on the slides: as we suspected, they are too small and will exchange them. The minifridge: didn't work. They had to return that and get a new one.
Gift time. Hamber is up. What thoughtful item did MG,W get her gorl? A hand massager. Hamber is too stupid to understand how it works, keeps saying "Whuut?" and acts as if no one on the planet knows what it is or how to use one. Many gasps, much cackling. We don't really need a blow by blow on what it's doing to your hand. It's a massager. That's what it does.
Professional YTer Hamber once again teaching us about how she takes the time to think about what she's going to film, edits she makes, and meaningfully titling her videos. This would be a better lesson were it from someone who really does things in their life, versus someone who maybe does one thing per day and just blathers on about other things.
Once again revisiting if she has struck channels or not. First, no one really cares what you claim. Two, you're a liar, so they should not care what you claim. Blah de blah, still doesn't understand that the past tense of strike is struck, not striked.
Claims she doesn't watch reaction channels except for one, because that reactor doesn't say mean things and booly her. Blames people on Instagram for DMing her about the other channels, and that's how she knows. Sure.
Book update: all the way on page 100, wow. At that rate, you'll be finished by Easter.
Rarity! Fuck off, Hamber.
Oh, FFS. More earrings she's decided to "unclutter", wants to give a bunch of them to family. Nobody wants your ugly ass, bad fashion earrings. separates out a tiny pile to give away and a larger pile she's is keeping. What's he fucking point? Snoooooze.
STOP SAYING RANDOM. None of the shit you're talking about is random.
Oh, we're supposed to applaud her for getting rid or "quite of a lot" and no, no clapping for you and no, it is not a lot.
STOP SAYING "THESE ONES". GrammarLynn strikes again.
RANDOMLY started feeling "not good". She "binged". That is, she gorged herself because she's a glutton. Cut her arm on a cart at Wommart, has to keep a bandage over the owie because of her excoriation syndrome. Whatever, DSMLynn.
COTD: but first, another tangent! She thinks since she's "sharing her journee" and "being honest" (bitch, when?). Ah, here it is. She's pissed that someone fatty named Tammy Lemon also goes through binges, etc., and people are giant meanie heads to HER, so why do they have to be poppy heads to Hamber? Wah, wah, wah. Whine more, Hamber who doesn't watch reaction channels or read comments. Nobody gives a shit. I don't know who that woman is, but I bet she isn't a 600 pound narcissistic liar with no personality of her own. Hamber says we need to rihlize that binging will always be part of her life - with that attitude, certainly - and that the imaginary HAES psychologist in her head tells her this, and she wants everyone to extend her some grace about it all. You'll get it when you earn it, Ham. You've been pulling this same number for going into a decade.
COTD, redux: Someone says "we" don't like to watch her eat, "we" want to see her journeee to success. Speak for yourself. Hamber doesn't much like that comment, ends the video threatening to see us tomorrow.