So on the one week that I found Carly actually bearable, she gets sent packing. Oh well. I'm sure she will have a successful recording career and her husband will go on to have a successful career as a carnival geek. As it was, we were about one minute away from my annual "I Am Never Watching This Show Again/I'm Tired of All The Black People Being Cut Too Early" tirade. I guess I better reserve that for next week. I can't believe the girl who couldn't remember her words and the guy who didn't seem like he could be bothered with Andrew Lloyd Weber songs actually advanced. This show is toooooo tired.
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