Clay Vs George. George is going down.

Once again Joel is using his superior intelligence to get back at me, check my bio. Damn your huge cranium. I shake my fist in your general direction. Why can’t you leave my obsession with Clay Aiken alone. He should have won. You know it; I know it. What’s wrong with the American people who voted? Don’t they know talent when they see it? Man, I’m starting to tear up. Time for a short break to regain my composure.

I’m back. What do I have to say? It’s a good thing George Michaels, Joel's hero, didn’t attempt to become an American Idol. He could never do it. Only the best of the best make it, like Van Dam in that movie with the fighting. What was it called?. So yeah. Take that. In your face Joel. Boo-yaaa. Rocky West Side. Out.