Oh American Idol, you succulent berry just waiting to burst your sweet, yet sometimes tart but always delicious juice on my tongue, I can’t wait to watch you tonight. Who will endure? Who will fall and who will make a total asshole of his or herself?
Paula: please for the love of all things holy and idoly, please start drinking or pill popping again. You used to be so amusing. I feel like you’re only a husk of your former sanity-challenged self. If you don’t get crazy again real fast I’m scared that Tatiana may get her own show. On the other hand, that may be just what the doctor ordered.
Expect a full break down tomorrow.