I watched American Idol for one season, not because I liked it, but because I had nothing else to do on Thursdays night, since it was back when I was working and didn’t have the luxury of going to the bar til 5 am like I do on Thursdays now. I got really into the competition, not a moment I was proud of, but I’d sit their in excitement wondering if Ruben Studdard was going to die of a heart attack or if he would just eat all the other contestents to win by default, in a fuck the vote cuz I’ve got the hunger and appetite to win kind of way
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American Idol Chick I Wanted to Fuck of the Day
