Okay. For the next American Idol auditions, my twin brother and I will show up as conjoined twins (wearing four-legged pants) and sing “Stuck On You” in the worst voices we can muster.
Then, we’ll launch a Web site and sell merchandise. I wonder how much money we’d make. We could even bleg for donations for an “operation” to separate us.
She bang! She bang!
William Hung Rocks!
Okay. For the next American Idol auditions, my twin brother and I will show up as conjoined twins (wearing four-legged pants) and sing “Stuck On You” in the worst voices we can muster.
Then, we’ll launch a Web site and sell merchandise. I wonder how much money we’d make. We could even bleg for donations for an “operation” to separate us.
He’s hung?
I have a theory about William Hung.
1. No one calls him Bill or Billy Hung.
2. He loves Tommy Bahama t-shirts.
3. He likes corn.
4. He owns a rabbit.
Enuf said.