I literally just finished watching Brooke get booted off American Idol.
That blonde freak of nature could not stop wailing.
Her final song was a struggle comparable to watching wounded animals spasm and squirm.
Then, when she finished butchering yet another Neil Diamond song (didn’t HE do that already?), she proceeded to ball her eyes out yet again and start walking towards the back of the stage.
Brook, hello: You were on the show longer than you should have been and yet you still don’t realize there is NO EXIT at the back of the stage?
I’m dying here. At least the happy-go-way-too-lucky chick is gone.
David Cook, anyone?