Week 274 of Ameria’s Got Talent, and the ten remaining acts audition again, for your votes.
Well, either your votes, or else the approval of the goat’s entrails which the judges seem to have been relying on these past few weeks to tell them which act gets their discretionary nod.
If you, like us, are getting a little tired of this season’s judges’ decisions – which they apparently make by asking themselves “Which of these acts is worst at delivering the one, simple, specific thing which they claim as their whole reason for being here?” – then take heart! After the jump, we introduce you to the awesomely majestic mighty magnificence which is… the AGT Drinking Game.
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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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