The Religious Experience that Was Tonight's American Idol
Even though every sportsbook out there is refusing to post American Idol odds until it's down to the final twelve, I'm just going to say that the only girl/woman who has a chance in hell of winning is Mandisa. Because she's good, because she has ample breasts, and because America still wants revenge for Frenchie getting cut.
But seriously, did they TRY to get untalented but pretty girls into the final 12? Yes, they did, because they know enough to know that America hates those girls and will never vote for them. Not after how Ryan Starr let us down and instead of being the next Britney ended up on Battle of the Network Reality Stars. Embarassing. Paris Bennett? SO CUTE. I love her and her little choo-choo motion. Everybody else? Yawn. You think they didn't TRY to pack the field with women America will care less about so that a boy can win? Yes. They did. If you can find a line on whether the winner will be male or female, bet male.
Bet Ace. And vote for Ace. Because I'm crushing on Ace.
And can we just also say, has Paula Abdul ever looked older in her life? Who thought that hair style was a good move? There was one shot of her face where she looked fifty years old. Where is my cute sweet Paula? Bring her back! Bring her back! She'll perk up when Ace sings tomorrow.
I feel so complete after having watched that. I'm so empty without Idol.
Labels: American Idol, reality
posted by pregamejocelyn at 12:29 AM
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