When I was little, I told people my mom was Paula Abdul. It's totally obvious. Ha. Now my fake mom has went and got herself off of American Idol. Not okay. This is, well, in the risk of sounding dramatic, a travesty. I don't know what I'm going to do...I can't even talk about it right now...I'm going to break out my old tapes, uh, find a tape player and sob longingly into my Opposites Attract 1991 tour t-shirt. Or pretend whatever.
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