"In life, the microphone passes your lips but once... You had better be ready to sing." That's a little bit of inspiration courtesy David Foster. I'm not sure exactly what it means in this context, but let's look at some idiots. Those crazy ladies Mary Roach and Clay Aiken remind you what the show is all about, and then there are hugging cowboys, and that guy dressed like Lady Liberty, and the big yellow crazy lady with the boobs, and Kelly Pickler and that guy Chris who broke this show, and then Fake Clay before he was gay, and my boy that hugged Hasselhoff, and the Brittenums, and Carrie handjiving "I love you" to A-Fed (right in time to the music, which right now is "What A Wonderful World," again for no reason), the Crying Sanjaya Girl, Sanjaya the Crying Girl, William Hung the original Sanjaya, that Fran Drescher girl I liked so much, toothless diabetic guy and his dead mom, Sparks, Hicks, Ruben, and finally you know the montage is ending because it's Carrie, Kelly and David, the only legit people ever on this stage. And then there's the sucky Dunk, and then lots and lots of different versions of Ryan Seacrest's hair.
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