IT'S final time on the X-Factor and I'm surprised we even made it this far with this year's crop of tone-deaf duds and gurning show-offs.
IT'S final time on the X-Factor and I'm surprised we even made it this far with this year's crop of tone-deaf duds and gurning show-offs.
The bottom of the steaming great pile for me this year is Olly Murs, the Essex smoothie who dances like he's had a little accident while waiting for his cue in the wings as that booming voice-over man does his usual bit.
Over the weeks he's already murdered three Beatles classics (alright, I know they didn't write Twist and Shout, but their version is by far the most well-known and best).
What's he going to butcher in the final as he slithers his way across the stage?
- Read more now, and have your say, in Elliot Furniss' Unmissable blog.
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