“It was aiight for me dawg, a little pitchy, but you did your thing, you worked it out,” said the American Music Talent Show Judge.

Clarise DeJargon stood on stage as if about to cry.

The crowd booed.

The female judge, who had stood through the performance, said, incoherently, through tears, “you.., you looked beautiful tonight Clarise, as always… you did your best, you should be proud, what you bring to.. you’re just.. you,” she babbled.

The bristish judge on the end, a scowel on his square jawed face, said, “Ok, alright, lets get real here, that sounded like ten cats in a bag that had just been thrown into the Thames River.”

The audience booed louder.

Clarise, stood still and weakly said, “thank you Timon.”

The host, an effeminate guy with three day stubble came out and said, “Timon must be off his meds again.”

The crowd laughed.