Real Housewives of Orange County: The top 3 most cringe moments

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Next we’ll take a look at the most cringe moments from Real Housewives of Orange County involving Tamra Judge.

2. Top Real Housewives of Orange County cringe:“You will never see my face again”

Yep, we all remember this one. Probably one of the most embarrassing scenes in all of RHOC history for Tamra Judge – and it only lasts five seconds.

OK, let’s rewind. We’re in season nine and ten-faced Tamra’s been “stirring the pot” between all of the ladies for 15 episodes.

Its episode 16 and we’re in Bali. We’re at dinner with all the women and you can cut the atmosphere with a knife. And we’re about to witness the take-down of all take-downs.

Yes, Tamra, your chickens are finally coming home to roost.

“Is it me?” Tamra whispers across the table to Vicki Gunvalson, who’s been shooting death stares at the shortest housewife with the shortest fuse.

“What did I do?” she asks, as Vicki rolls her eyes and emits a telling sigh.

Gotta go potty

“Go to the bathroom with me?” Nope, not this time Tamra – Vicki’s glued to her seat.

“Okay, I’m gonna go to the bathroom,” Tamra states, stands up and leaves the table. Yep, nobody’s following you Tamra. Awks.

“Something wrong?” Heather enquires, oblivious to the revelations of Tamra’s backstabbing gossip that has aired between the ladies over the course of the day.

“Yeah, something really wrong,” Vicki replies. Go for it, Vicki – fill ’em in.

“Tell me how to handle it,” Vicki says to Heather after spilling the tea on the table. Oops, here comes Tamra – better be quick with your reply Heather.

“Take a deep breath.” Excellent advice, Heather.

Close encounters of the Tamra kind

Tamra sits.

Awkward silence. C’mon ladies, who’s going first? Shannon leans forwards. Go on Shannon…

“Tamra, I need to ask you a question. I just need you to explain to me why you’re saying that I have green Martians living in my head and that I make stuff up…”

Yes folks, you heard her correctly. That’s the level of the gossip that’s being circulated by Mrs. Judge – and Shannon’s off and running, much to the anger of ten-faced Tamra.

Apparently, Mrs. Beador’s also a crazy psycho in need of medication, an ambulance and a colonic – according to Mrs. Judge, at least. Wow.

It isn’t long before the other women are jumping in to defend poor Shannon, and short-fused Tamra’s shouting expletives across the table as her “pot-stirring” activities are exposed. Now who needs a colonic?

New kid on the block

“Get it together,” Lizzie advises Tamra. Nope, Tamra’s far from getting it together at this point Lizzie.

Scolded Tamra’s regressed over 30 years and entered the classic teen-temper-tantrum. She’s left the table, removed her shoes and is sprinting across the halls barefoot to her bedroom. What’s that, Tamra?

“You will never see my face again. Goodbye. [Expletive] you guys.”

Someone call an ambulance – Tamra’s lost one of her faces.