Tuesday night saw the re-auditioning of some of the season’s losers, per the orders of Godfather Simon Cowell.
Last week, America’s Got Talent brought a couple hundred of its remaining acts to Las Vegas. More specifically, to a Las Vegas airport hangar. Upon their arrival David Hasselhoff appeared, dressed as a homosexual 18th Century plantation owner, to tell all of the best acts that the whole thing had been a con and they were going straight back home.
The foolishness was halted by an unexpected phonecall from the ultimate boss, Simon Cowell, telling the moronic judges they had to reconsider their choices. So, who would be back in? Let’s see…
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Here it is, then. Enough of the freaks, losers and oddbods. Time now for the, you know, perfectly normal talented folk.
LOL, whatever! It’s the AGT quarter-finals. In Vegas, baby!
Las Vegas: home to sexually-desperate bachelor parties, the nasty ladies who satisfy their carnal needs and, now, 40 of America’s most talented groups of people to… entertain them? That doesn’t seem quite right. Ah, yes: to send them running and screaming back to Asswipe, Montana while gibbering about singing seniors, precocious juniors, and English talent judges who speak only the language known as “Dribble“.
More details about the whole painful mess of post-auditions week after this little jump.
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