Motown Idol, back again.

35 million Americans voted, and a lot of them stupidly. Some long drawn-out shenanigans regarding Simon and President Obama (?!). Recap of last night--Kris Allen is cute, Danny Gokey cannot dance, Anoop rules at life, Megan continued to make us question why the hell she's on this show, Lil was boring and talks too much, Sarver butchered my favorite Motown song of all time, Scott was typical Scott and wore an atrocious outfit, Adam effing ruled despite looking like a goth version of Zac Efron, Matt was super awesome and Allison knocked it out of the park, again.

Time for the group sing. What the hell is this? OK, correction: time for the pre-recorded, lip synched group sing. This is awful and weird. My husband, who is not a frequent viewer of this show, is six kinds of bewildered right now. "Why are they lip synching? Where is the audience? This is terrible." You said it, babe.

FORD! commercial to "Pocketful of Sunshine." I like that song, I think Natasha Bedingfield is cool. OK, time for results now? Nope, it's ROOOOOOOBEN's return to the Idol stage. He's still giant, still sweaty, and sings a song that sounds like all his other songs. Remember "Sorry 2004?" LMAO. Worst song of all time.

More footage and interviews of the kids about Motown, and finally, time for results. Adam--safe. Seacrest then throws us a total effing curve ball, and announces Matt is in the bottom three. What is wrong with you, America? WHAT. IS. WRONG. WITH. YOU. He better not be out, and if he is, they seriously need to use the judges' save on him. God, I'm so pissed right now.

Kris--safe. Down to Lil and Sarver. Come on. Seacrest dicks around for a while and finally tells Lil she's safe, and Sarver takes his rightful and usual place in the bottom three.

Time for Joss Stone and Smokey! I loved this. Joss Stone rules. Smokey is totally working it on her like he's trying to get her into bed afterwards. Damn, that girl can rock a maxi dress. You GO, Joss.

More results. Allison-SAFE! YES. Anoop--also SAFE. Thank God. Two out of three ain't bad. Please let Sarver go home. Danny--obviously safe, because it's going to come down to Megan and Scott. The weirdo and the blind guy.

And....Megan is safe. Whoa, kind of was shocked by that one. So the bottom three this week is Matt, Sarver and Scott. Totally did not ever, EVER think Matt would be there, and am surprised that between Scott and Megan, it came down to Scott.

But all of that is moot, because Ryan just told us that Scott is safe. Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit. So now it's down to Sarver and Matt. There's some jib jabbing around about the save, and Simon basically tells us that it will come down to the final performance of whoever it is.

First though, we have a 10-hour Motown medley by Stevie Wonder. I mean, don't get me wrong, Stevie is awesome, but did we need THREE musical appearances tonight, plus the horrible pre-taped Top 10 group number? Overkill, show.

Finally, results. I'm so, so pissed right now, I can't even watch, I have to stand in the other room and listen. WHEW. MICHAEL. Thank God. Now we have to hear him screw up "Ain't Too Proud To Beg" again. Sounds exactly the same as last night. Not great, not Idol-worthy. I vote no save.

Annnnnd...he's going home. And YES, I won the ew.com poll this week! Aww, he looks sad. You're a real sweet guy, Michael, but your time's up. At least you get to go on the tour!

So another week wrapped up. As long as President Obama doesn't jack up our TV schedule next week, Bren should bring you both nights of the show. Looking forward to next week's theme and trainwreckery! Later gators.