If tonight's episode of American Idol is any indication of how the entire season is going to be, then I think we're going to see a lot of great female singers and (unfortunately) a lot of gaucho pants. I was prepared for the talent, but I was not prepared for Randy's dawg pound. I hate the dawg pound. I usually hate it when celebrities trademark things unnecessarily, but I really wish that Arsenio Hall would have trademarked that back in the 90s, so we wouldn't have to put up with it now.

But enough of the small talk, let's get to it...

Let's not beat around the bush. The Brittenum twins are jerks. I originally sung their praises when we first saw them in Chicago. And then they got arrested. And then we found out that they've been arrested before. Now, we find out that they are jerks. I don't care how sharp you look in an ascot. If you're a jerk, you're a jerk. And the Brittenum twins are jerkdom times two!