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Woah Vicky’s Nigerian Ransom Hoax: The Internet Shrugs, Rolls Its Eyes, and Moves On

There’s a thin line between social media stunts and outright lunacy, and Woah Vicky just sprinted across it in a pair of knockoff Yeezys. The influencer, known for her viral antics and uncanny ability to make headlines for all the wrong reasons, has managed to outdo herself yet again—this time by faking her own kidnapping in Nigeria.

Yes, you read that right. Vicky’s latest performance art began with a post on her X account (formerly Twitter) that claimed she had been kidnapped and was being held for a ransom of $1 million. The message, written in the kind of broken English that screams bad movie villain, read:

“I have kidnapped vicky. She is with me in nigeria. I am demanding $1million for her release.”

Cue the collective eyeroll from the internet, because, frankly, no one was buying it.

It all started innocently enough—Woah Vicky documenting her trip to Nigeria, gushing about the country like she’d just discovered it on Google Earth. But the love affair was short-lived. Her posts quickly turned sour, with complaints about wanting to leave. Then came the “ransom note,” the social media equivalent of throwing a Molotov cocktail into your own career for the sake of engagement.

One of her friends, apparently not in on the joke, panicked and shared the alarming posts on Instagram, claiming that a police report had been filed. The internet briefly stirred, like a drunk guy waking up from a nap, before collectively shrugging it off.

And just like that, the jig was up. Vicky hopped on a livestream to clear the air—or, rather, double down on the absurdity.

“Sorry about that, everything’s good, ya’ll,” she said with the kind of nonchalance you’d expect from someone explaining a parking ticket. “I was bored and having fun, just getting a laugh. Just getting a laugh, fam. That’s it. It’s all love, I’m just having fun with my brother, everything’s good.”

Good? Maybe for her. For the rest of us, it was yet another reminder that the influencer economy has a special knack for rewarding bad behavior.

Her friend, the one who posted about her “kidnapping,” quickly deleted his posts and responded with a single shocked emoji on his Instagram Stories. A visual representation of what we’re all thinking: What the actual fuck, Vicky?

But this isn’t Woah Vicky’s first rodeo in the land of cringe-worthy headlines. Just last month, she turned heads with a tweet outlining her ideal partner. Subtlety be damned, she went straight for the jugular:

“I’m a white Christian single woman who’s looking for a successful Black athlete football or basketball is fine with me lets have children and be loyal and get married any takers?”

The internet roasted her for that one too, but like a phoenix rising from the ashes of her own ridiculousness, Vicky always manages to find a way to one-up herself.

So here we are, watching the latest chapter in the ongoing saga of Woah Vicky—a masterclass in clout-chasing chaos. If nothing else, you’ve got to hand it to her: she knows how to keep the clicks coming. But maybe, just maybe, it’s time to put the phone down, Vicky. Because when your biggest headline is “Not a single person was worried,” you’ve officially crossed into territory no ransom note can save you from.

Last modified: December 30, 2024

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