You guys remember the American Idol douche Constantine Mouralis?

No?

Well, me either. You know, there’s a cutting irony to the Idol show. If you don’t finish first (or possibly second) you are destined to be a real tiny minor nobody of a celebrity ass. And, it’s funny… because people who don’t finish first like how Constant Douche didn’t come close to finishing first, they’re in a real awkward position. Because, they got a taste. Oh, yea, the fuckers got a taste of the good stuff.

It’s like throwing a single Chicken McNugget to a hungry man.

They got a little glimpse of the experience of fame. And, then they’re voted off and they’re yesterday’s news. But, they can’t just go back to being normal, every day people… but, then again, they’re not famous stars.

Ha ha… I love the irony.

So, what do they end up doing?

Like Constantine… performing in underwear sections of department stores and calling bingo! I’m not making this shit up! I was just reading about it over at Dlisted.

Oh, God damn… that’s got to hurt… the whole thing…. everything about it!

I always hated that retarded-looking twat-jerk when he was on Idol. He thought he was damn sexy… the fish-eyed fool making googley eyes for the camera. Oh, how I’d like to smash him with a sledge. The nobody of nobodies.

Here’s an artist’s imaginative rendering of Constantine in his bingo glory… and, of course that meddling lil Romeo gotta show up and point out Maroulis’ loserness.

Stan

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