Pudendum Head is Gone!

This won't be of any interest to those who don't watch American Idol, but YAY, that nasty-looking manchild thing who once embarrassed herself on national television by wearing a faux-hawk resembling that of a gigantic vulva, is GONE! Almost upchucked when my Bo, my sexy sexy, caveman loverboy, Bo Bice, was put in the bottom three alongside Snatchy Girl -- unbelievable, America. What are you, a bunch of boring, fat-assed idiots? Oh, wait. Yeah, you are. Never mind.

If Bo goes, then I'll be forced to love Constantine the Butt-Chinned Giant (I always imagine him lifting his big battleship of a foot and bringing it down on Ryan's head, for some reason), but if Constantine goes, well then, I must go too. The rest of the lot get on my freaking nerves.

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As predicted by Nostradamus, a wicked green-eyed woman has spoken of lust, reality television and gigantic pudendum in the year of our lord, 2005 A.D. The great fires should arrive within the next seven weeks. Take heed, brothers and sisters. Take heed.