Paula messed up

April 30, 2008 at 8:09 pm Leave a comment

What in the heckie-doodle was she smoking?

Read about what she says about last night’s “oops” on Idol. She says she saw Castro’s dress rehearsal and jotted down notes about it. Ok? But I thought you were only there to drop a friend off, why did you have notes about it?

It smells a little bit like fishes to me.

My theory, if you permit me to be presumptuous for a moment:

They were coached about what to say.

I really think that sometimes, how bout y’all?

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AND, if you’re watching The Bachelor, London Calling– who’s it going to be? Shayne or Chelsea? I think I am going for Chelsea. I do like Shayne more than I did at the start of the show, but sometimes she’s a little too much of a diva for me. But what do I know? I’m not an English dude looking for a lover. I just watch it on TV, with my Hunka burning love, Chad. I got him sucked into it, too.

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