Oh girls. I missed all the fun last night.
Did Chickpeasy NOT learn a lesson from Kristy Lee the week before?
For the record, only Tom Petty and the big guy, turn less big guy, back to big guy from Blue's Traveler can pull off the harmonica. Here is my WISH LIST: I wanted to encourage Michael Johns to clear his throat of fur balls before singing in front of millions of people, I wanted to tell Amanda to please stop shouting, I wanted to say, "Way to clean up your loose ends to little David", I wanted to take some material from the bottom of Say-yes-sha's dress, and add it to the top, I wanted to hug Brooke for having the courage to embrace her inner dorkness and put it out there on national TV, I wanted to know why I kept having Chachi Arcola singing to Joanie Cunningham( when they were little) flashbacks when Jason was singing, I wanted to give a shout out to Kristy Lee for the cowgirl boots as a "dig" from last week's train wreck, though I hope they were made for walking...because I think she is outta here? And finally, I wanted to thank Carly for singing my favorite Beatles song ever. I love that darn song.
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