You're up there under the spotlight
"Wait, no, don't pin that there!" I said, five seconds too late.
"Ouch!"
Josh Adair's beautiful face scrunched with pain. Really, it's not rocket science that fans are supposed to pin hearts to the life-sized cardboard cut-outs of this year's American Idol competitors, not to the real Idolettes signing autographs nearby. Any reasonably bright person should be able to figure this out, especially if she's aiming for a dude's crotch.
"Here, let me adjust that." The fan's hands were busy. Very busy.
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"Ouch!"
Josh Adair's beautiful face scrunched with pain. Really, it's not rocket science that fans are supposed to pin hearts to the life-sized cardboard cut-outs of this year's American Idol competitors, not to the real Idolettes signing autographs nearby. Any reasonably bright person should be able to figure this out, especially if she's aiming for a dude's crotch.
"Here, let me adjust that." The fan's hands were busy. Very busy.
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