Friday, April 11, 2008

G'bye, mate.

Sorry, guys. No recap again today. I swear, they will be up this weekend. Till then, enjoy this ode to Michael Johns:

Oh, Michael. When you auditioned, we thought you were cute. Somehow you aged 40 years in four weeks. We were always waiting for something better from you, till last week, and then you plummeted back to the ground this week, when you continued to sing songs prominently featured in sports movies. I really think David Archuleta was a little afraid of you, which I thought was funny. Syesha should have left before you. Kristy Lee should have left before you. But unfortunately, last night, we had to say goodbye to your vests and cravats. But dream on, Michael. Dream on. Dream until your dreams come true.

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