Sara Cress writing again here
Feb. 23, 2006
After the judges fight, the group sings the Eagles' Take It Easy. AI is so cutting edge. I have a really bad habit of laughing when people break out into song like this, as a group. I can't watch musical theater.
Montage, montage, montage.
Ryan gets chatty with the girls. Brenna is a duck. Paris has a dream. Heather eats tiny muffins.
Becky, Kinnik and Brenna are called up. Lowest number of votes? Hmm. Becky's pretty. Kinnik was boring. Brenna was obnoxious. I'm going to say Kinnik.
Well, I'm wrong. It's Becky. Pretty doesn't win it. It must be horrendous to be told you're the worst singer and then have to sing. She's still pretty bad. Good job, America.
Ryan chats with the guys: Elliott is humble. Elliott won't stop talking. Kevin says getting his cheeks pinched was a highlight of his life.
It's Sway and Bobby. Oh dear, you know it's going to be Bobby. Don't ever sing Copa Cabana in public, even if it is your grandma's dying wish. Yep, it's Bobby. He knew it. I knew it. You knew it.
They've got fifteen minutes to get rid of two more people.
Another girl has to go. I feel pretty confident that it will be Stevie. Yesss! I'm right. Thumbs up again, America.
Now, another boy. It's between Bucky and Patrick. It's totally Patrick. Right again! America, you rule.
Pretty predictable stuff tonight. When it gets down to American girls everywhere having to choose between Ace and Chris, that will be the nailbiter.
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