Editor's Note - Homeless Frank lives in front of the building where I work. After the 10th time he asked for change I told him I'd give him food in return for a blog entry. For this one I paid him a bottle of Smirnoff and a pack of Newports. I've corrected spelling and grammar; all thoughts belong to Frank.
Today Homeless Frank shares his thoughts about American Idol.
Last few nights I've been working the crowds up in Times Square. You catch them coming out from a movie or one of them shows and their all happy and shit. Guys with their women wanna look all sweet. They'll give me change and hope that gets them pussy. There's easier ways to get pussy but I ain't gonna tell them.
One of them Arab stores up there got a tv on and I saw this show, American Idol. What the fuck is this happy shit?
Crowds of people, standing in line, all looking like the dumbest idiots ever to pop out of their mamma's belly. They wait for hours just so they can go into a room and have 3 people tell them they're idiots. I would tell them they're soft brains without them having to stand in line. That's cause I'm normally nice to retards.
And why does it take 3 motherfuckers to tell them their stupid? One person could do it. They dance or sing for a minute and then this drunk bitch or the black dude tells them, "Yup, you're a fucking idiot, next please." There's a white guy there too. He looks like a fucking cat that just drank your milk and pissed in your bed.
I fucking hate cats. Hate that goddamned tv show too.