4.12.12 X-Farce-Factor

Well, last weekend's efforts made up a right mixed bag.  For the first time in a while, Christopher Maloney's contribution was NOT the worst of the lot.  That dubious 'honour' went to none other than Tulisa.  [Shine bright like a diamond, shine bright like a diamond]

I am sorry to say that she was rank!  She may well have looked nervous - or more accurately, as if she was shitting a boulder.  That sorry performance showed us all that she's just not up to having credibility enough to judge others.  I fear that after her first year, the novelty, and the success with Little Mix, her appeal has started to wane.  She seems sullen and sulky for much of the time, and is so very clearly disappointed not to have an act to 'mentor' anymore.  Her various antics, and weak comments mean that she's not quite the darling of the show anymore.

Christopher Baloney should of course be stapled to a pedalo and pushed out to sea with Rihanna blindfolded and doing the pedalling [Shite bright like a diamond, shite bright like a diamond] for the pair of losers. 

Meanwhile, Gary Barlow is a hypocrite and charlatan for trying to convince us that he's happy in the least to endorse Baloney and his crooning.  This week, everyone was 'nice' to Christopher because they were told to be nice and be 'careful'.  Who the twats are in the UK who are wasting money voting for him is another matter entirely.

We all know where his plastic disc will end up, eh?  Bargain basket, middle of the aisle, Morrisons, and the 'pound shops' of course.  [Shine bright like a diamond, shite bright like a diamond]  The X-Factor almost deserves this twaddle to be buggering up the final of the competition.

I confidently predict that Gary can't wait to get shot of Baloney, that Nicole is clinically insane but nice, that Tulisa headbutts someone before New Year's Eve and also that she realises she can't sing.  Meanwhile, Louis will be happy enough away with the fairies for the next six months, mumbling in Leprechaun every five minutes, and maintaining his tourettes problem by shouting out "Westlife" at random intervals, along with "Dey're the next bigboy banned".  [Shine shight like a diamond, shite shight like a diamond]

Luckily we have all seen the last of Rihanna for a while, as she disappears to take a beating from someone or other. 

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