Not A Proud Moment
I just finished watching American Idol The Rejects or whatever they called it. It was an entire episode of just those who stunk so thoroughly that they warranted seeing again.
Naturally, the night was topped off by William Hung and his inimitable Ricky Martin stylings. Sad, really.
I'm reminded of when the Elder and I (I believe A Dog was still there then too) were in high scrool (as Rush calls it) and the Elder's entire class decided to elect a rather homely and unpopular individual to be homecoming king. And he won.
I'm not sure of the Elder's involvement in this conspiracy, but I do believe he voted for him. It was pathetic to see this guy posing for pics, hamming it up with the hot chicks and not for a second did he realize the entire thing was a big joke on him.
Now American Idol aint high scrool, but does William Hung know exactly how awful he is? I'm not sure. He's enjoying
himself now, but will he have found memories of this time in twenty years or will he think what a fool the culture made of him?
I was starting to feel a little green toward William, seeing him cavorting with all of those UCLA dames and all. But I was relieved to hear him give this answer to host Ryan Seacrest when asked if he is meeting many women:
"I am meeting women, but they are just friends."
I think I speak for all single men of the 'sphere when I say that I couldn't handle this dude having a more active dating life than I do.
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