Did he ever return,
No he never returned
And his fate is still unlearn'd
He may ride forever
'neath the streets of Boston
He's the man who never returned. This.....is....American Idol.
Tonight we start in Boston with the audtions of those we will never see again, the few who will show up in the finale (as finalists or as jokes) and we shall see if the show can carry on without Pauler.
So in her memory, take a drink whenever you spot the chosen one, the one they want us to think is the chosen one, the 2.6 nanoseconds of the people we will be voting on, the one who is getting a lot of air time so we can spot the crazy when Hollywood week starts. The one who they know won't make it through so they gotta get the sobs in while the sobbing is good. The one they told was great just so they'd get the ego from heck claiming the judges don't know what they are talking about. The one that got in because of the costume...or lack of costume....
Oh, and other than little drinky guy, ixnay on the aphicgray. Just in case I'm not in here by myself and the thread gets long.