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So, I'm watching American Idol last Tuesday, and out in the audience, like all of a sudden Rosie O'Donnell's going to psychically ask me to gay marry her, who should I see out in that audience, but FRIGGING MICHAEL RAPPAPORT. One of my mortal enemies! What Carrot Top does to most people, Michael Rappaport does to me, I don't know if you guys know this, but it's true. Carrot Top also does that same thing to me, but ohhhh the immense Red Kryptonite rage I get when I see Michael Rappaport. Worse than Russell Crowe, or people who self-importantly inform you how much they love foreign films, or people who get pissy at grocery store check-out counters, or those little security magnets inside DVDs, or hate mail from illiterate people, or men who write off women's anger as craziness/hormonal imbalances, I hate, hate, HATE MICHAEL RAPPAPORT. And he's there! Watching Ace sing! Dressed as a drag king! With a bun! It's too much. It's just too much. Someone please do something. HURRY.