Sgt Pepper
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Here's how the season plays out in my fantasy:
Hollie and Philip in the Bottom 2 next week. My heart starts racing because I know what this means and yes, the Hollinator takes out P. Douchey. I start crying tears of joy like they found a 9-11 survivor, and from then on I pledge my undying love (and text messages) to the Hollinator. J-Lo feigns outrage (to Razzie-worthy acclaim), Randy babbles on about P. Douchey being 500% a real artist cuz he still doesn't know how percentages work, and Steven is of course asleep.
The next week, the judges over-praise J-Led and J-Chez and pile on the Hollinator in an attempt to engineer the most diverse F2 ever, but it backfires as an unholy alliance of Anglophiles, Worsters, Me, Racists and Whoever the Fuck Has Been Voting For Hollie Thus Far is activated and on results night, J-Chez is declared a finalist first, so it's down to the two besties and "in a shocking elimination" -- because Ryan and most of the viewers haven't caught the snap on Hollie's juju yet -- J-Led is sent packing and the show gets its All Girl finale.
On final performance night, they both choose straight up 90's Disney songs -- or as these girls call them, "Old Timey Songs" -- and J-Chez outsings the Hollinator because 1) obviously 2) that Pocahontas song sounds more convincing coming out of J-Chez and 3) Hollie's accent sounds fucking weird on the calypso-tinged "Under the Sea."
But the Hollinator's powers have only increased with each victory, and she goes undefeated on finale night, thereby still screwing the producers over and we get this soundbite in the midst of a confetti shower:
Hollinator: "Ahm sew shocked tew be tha winnah?"
Hollie and Philip in the Bottom 2 next week. My heart starts racing because I know what this means and yes, the Hollinator takes out P. Douchey. I start crying tears of joy like they found a 9-11 survivor, and from then on I pledge my undying love (and text messages) to the Hollinator. J-Lo feigns outrage (to Razzie-worthy acclaim), Randy babbles on about P. Douchey being 500% a real artist cuz he still doesn't know how percentages work, and Steven is of course asleep.
The next week, the judges over-praise J-Led and J-Chez and pile on the Hollinator in an attempt to engineer the most diverse F2 ever, but it backfires as an unholy alliance of Anglophiles, Worsters, Me, Racists and Whoever the Fuck Has Been Voting For Hollie Thus Far is activated and on results night, J-Chez is declared a finalist first, so it's down to the two besties and "in a shocking elimination" -- because Ryan and most of the viewers haven't caught the snap on Hollie's juju yet -- J-Led is sent packing and the show gets its All Girl finale.
On final performance night, they both choose straight up 90's Disney songs -- or as these girls call them, "Old Timey Songs" -- and J-Chez outsings the Hollinator because 1) obviously 2) that Pocahontas song sounds more convincing coming out of J-Chez and 3) Hollie's accent sounds fucking weird on the calypso-tinged "Under the Sea."
But the Hollinator's powers have only increased with each victory, and she goes undefeated on finale night, thereby still screwing the producers over and we get this soundbite in the midst of a confetti shower:
Hollinator: "Ahm sew shocked tew be tha winnah?"



























