I officially give up on Idol voters. Second year in a row they've got it totally wrong.
I don't want to talk to you no more, you empty headed animal food trough water. I fart in your general direction. Go and boil your bottoms, you sons of a silly person! I blow my nose at you.
Then did he raise on high the Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch, saying, "Bless this, O Lord, that with it thou mayst blow thine enemies (KATE-FANS) to tiny bits, in thy mercy." And the people did rejoice and did feast upon the lambs (KATE-FANS) and toads (KATE-FANS) and tree-sloths (KATE-FANS) and fruit-bats (KATE-FANS) and orangutans (KATE-FANS) and breakfast cereals (FANS OF KATE)... Now did the Lord say, "First thou pullest the Holy Pin. Then thou must count to three. Three shall be the number of the counting and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, neither shalt thou count two, excepting that thou then proceedeth to three. Five is right out. Once the number three, being the number of the counting, be reached, then lobbest thou the Holy Hand Grenade in the direction of thine foe (KATE AND ALL HER FANS), who, being naughty in my sight, shall snuff it."
Only Monty Python can demonstrate the depths of my annoyance.