Those bloody twins are through again this week. Mind you, it is quite entertaining watching them dancing around the stage like tone deaf leprechauns on crack.
I'm actually quite looking forward to seeing which song they murder next week, so I can have a good giggle at their expense.
Cheryl looked like a chavvy hooker with that hideous leg tattoo on show, at least she sang live.
Whitney, I suspect, is not off the gear, judging by tonight's performance. When she was talking to Dermot at the end, she appeared "doped" and unable to string two words together without a struggle. Sounded OK though and she wasn't too fazed by her wardrobe malfunction. At one moment, I thought her spaniels ear holes were going to flop out!
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