Thursday, May 27

The cheese has gone
Yawn. Fantasia won. Either that or the Franklin D. Roosevelt Jr. High production of "Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dream Coat" was shown on national tv last night. Not sure. Not sure what happened there.

How about Roooooooben, folks? He started sweating the second he hit the stage. Profusely. It's kind of gross, 'kay Roob? Sweat is only becoming of a man when he's buff and shirtless. Example: Josh Duhamel in that how to win a date with Tad Hamilton in 10 days or whatever it was called. Sweaty Josh = GOOD. Sweaty Studdard = BAD. See the diff?

It was an homage to America's crappiest music, bad dancing, cheesy hosts, and a bunch of kids who, in ten years, will be dragged out on VH-1's "Where are those losers now that no one gives a crap" show. Now let's hope that we can all put this behind us and move on.

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