Ya know, I don’t see this as a big deal - Ryan did mention that it was Cornell’s version prior to.
As you said earlier - practically a carbon copy of Chris Cornell. That’s flippin’ awesome, IMO - Cornell’s in my top 3 of rock vocalists.
I must have had a relative up in the front row...
My thoughts - After a debacle last week, I was dreading this week. Overall, I was pleasantly surprised - but it didn't start out that way...
Ramiele: A couple of times, the very beautiful Mrs. Lobsta and I were wincing in pain. Supposedly, Lobstas aren't supposed to feel pain, but that's pure B.S.!
Castro: [puff] Oh, man... [puff] did someone just sing something? [puff] damn, I forgot. [puff] Hey, let's go hit the chinese buffet [puff] Eff Taco Bell, man.
Syesha: What? No Puppies? Damn.
Carlton: It sounded great... but it could have used a little more cowbell.
Brooke: 1-claw deduction for the flub - otherwise, this is when tonight's show makes a turn for the better.
Brooke's Mom: Smokin'!!!
Michael: Don't sing Queen again. You dodged a bullet there.
Carly: The post office called - you need more postage. Song oughta be banned, anyhoo.
Monchichi: You're SEVENTEEN!!! Aren't you supposed to be rebellious or something? You seriesly need to grow a pair and stand up to your a-hole father.
Kristy: Like others in trouble for the past 232 years, call on the USA to bail your cute butt out of a jam.
Cook: For the first time this season...
Bottom Three
Eliminated: Ramiele (Batting leadoff = kiss o' death)
I'll check in tomorrow after the show - don't forget to tip your waitress!!!
I am so renting that costume one day...