‘Britney wouldn’t make it through one audition of X Factor because she can’t sing live.’
Louis ‘I’m Irish, I am’ Walsh, off-of X Factory. Natch.
OoooooOOOOOOOoooooooh, etc. S’true, though.
*goes to buy a pint of Guinness; self-flagellates over Westlife ‘singing’ Flying Without Wings; neighbours lodge official complaint; ‘But they nailed it! They really gave 110%!’; neighbours shoo the dolly gennelman away; is crestfallen; gnawls on a potato; ends*