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It's Girls' Night Out

And honey I have got some doubt...okay, that was cheesy but it goes right along with these girls performing. UGH!!!!


I thought Alaina sang really well. I love me some Olivia Newton John and she did it pretty darn god. Okay, but that having been said.......her dress was down right FUGLY!!!




Please, someone dress Aexandrea in some clothes not so 12 year old skater boyish. I can hardly concentrate on how she sings when I have to look at her in those clothes. She is going to have to go.




Kady totally ruined my most favorite HEART song. I may have to hunt her down and kill her for what she did to MAGIC MAN. She should have sang some HELEN REDDY or ANNE MURRAY.




I thought Asia'h looked awesome. I love that high waisted pencil skirt look. She sang pretty good too. I say she sticks around awhile.




Carly sand HEART. I have already made it clear that I love HEART. Well, I think she did an awesome job. I loved it. I did however HATE her dress.



There is something about Syesha that rubs me all kinds of the wrong way. I wanted to poke her in the eyes as much as she stared at the camera. The note she held at the end for what felt like all eternity, was dreadful.



I think Brook is super cute and sang great for a night out of Karaoke. What was Simon thinking.




I hate Ramiele's hair. The song was lame and boring. She DOES have a great voice though.




I think this girl is adorable and I really want her to be so good but really.....it was just another night at the karaoke bar.




For the love of God. Stop that stupid dancing (friggin' Paula needs to come out of the drug induced stupor that makes her compliment your dancing because she can not think of anything else to say). Do something about your stupid, dumb ass hair. Do something about your stupid outfit. Do something to help you realize you do not actually have any vocal talent.

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