That Nosferatu dude is freaking me out.
He looks somewhat less Nosferatuey in this photo because his baldness is hidden underneath gammie’s afghan there. His baldness is always hidden lately because of the obvious Nosferatu gleam and pale whenever his skull is exposed. So tonight he wore a Gilligan hat and sang some schmaltzy LeeAnn Rimes song and Simon’s critique was: “I just didn’t get it tonight. You’re up there with your big hat and your weird eyes and I just didn’t get it.”
Randy interrupted, “Dude! He can’t change his eyes.”
Simon just said, “Well, whatever. They were weird.”
Plus, his name is Phil. I’m sorry. You can’t be the American Idol and be named Phil.
Phhil.
Phil Nosferatu.
Well, he’s out for me now. There’s no way I can look at him and not see the resemblance. I’ll be covering my neck the whole time he’s singing.
He looks MUCH younger with granny’s failed knitting project. And that’s not saying much.
Yeah, ASM, he just looks prematurely age-d whenever his head is uncovered. And I like bad men just fine, so it’s not that. A lot of men look really attractive bald. This guy needs to let his hair grow back because without it, he is just all eyeballs.
Bald or not – that is one CREEPY smile. “Please like me, America! Or I’ll dlink your blaud!”
no, tracey. he’s all ears. he needs ear covers.
Okay, sarah — then he needs his HAIR back!
He is in desperate need of all the good things that hair can do for a person.