What did I ever do to pass the long, cold, dark Winter months before American Idol came to town!? It coincides so conveniently with the changing of the seasons, Winter to Spring, ending just as we are called outside to play in the lengthening light of Spring nights.
Adam, you sexy, gay, boy you! I will miss you! You was robbed!!! (First Prop.8 and now this!)
Chris, my boring, safe, boy next door, try to wipe that look of total disbelief off your face by next week! And get rid of the Mexi-stache.
Actually, both of them have it made in the shade. They'll both be rich and famous... for a while at least. It's a mad world.