It's a family event watching American Idol around here! We love it!
Sometimes I want to tape everyone's mouth shut so I can hear every note, every word and every comment. Clearly, the rest of the family does not appreciate my intensity when it comes to American Idol watching.
I can understand the talking. Disagreeing with the judges, talking about a bad note or song choice, discussing the dress of some of those idols. I can let those things slip, but tonight, my husband reached an all new low in the comment making department.
In his defense, he is funny and he makes me laugh really hard sometimes. But, not so much tonight.
If you watch AI, then you know that every week, the 3 contestants with the lowest amount of votes get sent to the stools to await their fate.
Tonight, Anoop was the first to be told to take a seat on one of the stools.
After a few seconds, Paul said, "If Anoop was asked to sing part of his song on the stool right now, would they call it a stool sample?"
Yeah, it was bad. I didn't laugh.