Friday Challenge: Worst. Outfit. Ever.

This isn't really a fair challenge, since I've already found the most horrendous image that has ever contaminated the internet. Behold the tightest jeans ever worn (click the picture to zoom in for the full eye-bursting impact of what he is wearing):

Enormous baby!

Buggered mummy.

Bon anniversaire Jenny!

Happy Birthday Bron!

Farewell Lana, or Australian Idol: Sausage Fest 2007

Three weeks, three ladies leave the Australian Idol stage. When the final 12 had a gender imbalance to begin with (7 - 5 to the blokes), this years competition is making it pretty clear what the average female teen voter wishes to see... boys!

Lana has been on the chopping block every week, and with good reason. She was a weak singer and chose boring songs (or made interesting songs boring). I'm not surprised she has been voted off, but I really thought Marty was going this week. He has also been in the firing lines, and produced probably the worst butchering of a song in Idol history (you should check out his rendition of You Sexy Thing, I fully expected the earth to open up and swallow him whole for his crimes against nature).

There are just so many average singers this year, it's hard to predict which one of them will get the chop each week. So far the handful of decent singers have escaped, but it can't be long before they start going in favour of the "cute" boys. And that brings me on to a little rant...

Why is it that last week a few people got slammed for not playing enough of a "rock" song on rock night, but this week Matt Corby scores a touchdown and zero negative feedback for singing a Beatles song on Disco night?? I know "Got to get you into my life" was covered by Earth, Wind & Fire, but what exactly was it about his version that made it disco? And of course the teenie boppers (i.e. people who vote) love the way he looks enough to vote for him if he beltched the national anthem rather than singing, so he is pretty safe doing whatever the hell he feels like. Bah I say... Bah!