We’ve reached the halfway point, and with the leading pack tighter than Ore’s salsa trousers the “shock” bottom twos keep coming. Well, it was rather a shock that Doomed Daisy somehow survived a dismal slot in the running order and the most saccharine routine known to man, but the public clearly aren’t as enamoured of Laura as the tabloids are, and there are just too many nice/blandly good contenders this year. Farewell, Laura – no longer shall I strive to remember that you’re on the show.
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