I have a confession to make. I know I'm normally polite and well-behaved, but tonight I surrendered to the power of the snark. It had to be done. Motown Night on Canadian Idol was far too easy a target. Not to mention the horror that is "resident comedian" Jon Dore and the show's only marginally less irritating host, Ben Mulroney. So here it is:
The Savage Review.
And now I have to go call in a few votes for Ryan. Only a few, though, because my interest in dialing and re-dialing a number only lasts about five minutes. All the squealing teenyboppers with cell phones will make up for my lack of diligence, I'm sure.
The Savage Review.
And now I have to go call in a few votes for Ryan. Only a few, though, because my interest in dialing and re-dialing a number only lasts about five minutes. All the squealing teenyboppers with cell phones will make up for my lack of diligence, I'm sure.