Oh joy. I can't hardly contain myself. This year, American Idol had the girl with the "racy" photos, and that is really about all I remember of the whole thing. I suppose I could watch an episode, but why do I want to watch amateurs when I have plenty of actual musicians to listen to?
I wish I still had that picture of William Hung hanging out in front of my new Address Plaque to post. That guy was wandering around my neighborhood I guess looking for a job and I figured I'd make him feel better about himself and take a picture with him. I gave him a lunch bag with a sandwich and an apple and sent him on his way.
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