I don't know what was sicker about tonight - the fact that poor Jessica shed crocodile tears of sorrow once she knew her dream wasn't going to happen - or that I actually wept a bit myself watching her.
I suppose part of it has to do with my having lived in Minnesota for eight years; I could tell that little girl's emotions were genuine, even if a bit unhinged. If this were New York, L.A., Atlanta or even Chicago, I could see someone putting on a show like that just to get noticed.
But not Jessica. That girl's heartbreak was real.
And now we have Denise Jackson, the crack baby with talent. Worse yet, Simon and company made a cute blond rocker boy cry.
Will it ever stop? Minnesotans are just too nice for this cruel world of American Idol. Such delicate little critters.
On an unrelated note, I think Jewel was just bitchy enough tonight that she must be vying for a permanent spot on the panel.
And what the hell was on the nose of that queeny California Dreamin' kid?
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I can't wait for tomorrow based on the previews even though it'll boil down to about 4 minutes of relatively good cringe inducing television.
Punch, that thems were herpes on guy's nose. Made my mouth water.
Pass the Clearasil, please.
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