
Grrrr... it would be nice to get one who a) still had his own hair and teeth, and b) wasn't suffering from an apparent loss of 35% of his brain.
I mean, c'mon... two 7's, three 5's, and for the love of pete, a FOUR!
It wasn't helped by the fact that tonight's judge was making comments like "I like this, good lines, good detail, blah blah blah" (okay, I made that last one up) and then giving the shot a 4 or a 5. All I ask for is the occasional 8, a judge that knows his ass from a hole in the ground, and some consistency between comments and scores. Is that too much to ask?
*going to drink caffeine based products and possibly scream into a cushion*
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