The Road to Stardom 1/05/05 Recap – Get on the Bus! Get off the Bus!

[Boredom]

Mucho wonderful recap, Mantizzle... at least you got the show off to a great start recap wise

[Mantenna]

Thanks, everybody!

And thank you, Bored, for your most excellent and valuable assistance in translating the Lil Jon-speak. I couldn't have done it without you, man.

[Wolf]

Well, if an album called “Crunk Juice” can sell, I don’t see why not.

thus establishing himself as the Clay Aiken of R&B

Wow—first you have to write your own songs, and now we have judges that actually judge? What is this world coming to?

In other words, lie. Ahh, now this is the industry that we all know and love.

Not if you’re trying to break out of prison, either, like Dr. Evil and Mini-Me in “Goldmember.”

A’ight, girl. A’ight.

Spit ‘em out in an E-mizzle to the Mannizle or the Marinizzle .

I didn't watch the show, but I wanted to check out your recap to see what this show was all about. Don't think I'll watch the show, but I'll be coming back to read the recaps. I really enjoyed reading this one.

Job well done, Manny and Mariner.

[football_chick]

Your recap was definitely off the heezy for sheezy!

Great job!

[quanahg]

very good recap. i loved jessica's voice. she totally blew me away. you can feel her pain and strength.

heather...come on now. salt and pepa. my granny has at least heard of them.

missy was funny. and, i liked the judges. like you said, they actually judge.

[charstar813]

Yo, yo, Manny....Your recap is off da hook and kickin'!

[lobeck]

Excellent job, Manny! I'd quote my favorite lines, but there are just too many!

[HaikenEdge]

Well, if an album called “Crunk Juice” can sell, I don’t see why not.

Well, let’s just say that she possesses the most fearsome wordplay the world has seen since “Straight Outta Compton.”

If you are eliminated by natural causes, you lose your pass, and it’s back to the roadies with you, wanksta.

She’s taken voice lessons since she was six, but her parents may have been ripped off from the sounds of it.

Yelawolf bears no real resemblance to Beowulf, first of all.

Several of the ladies are skeptical of his Justin Timberlake-like appearance, perhaps afraid that he’s going to rip their clothes off.

Frankie says that he’s an Italian from Brooklyn, which is what makes him unique. What!?

Frank B had never seen a white female rapper before, and neither had I, so I guess it’s a good thing that Heather’s on this show.

I hope not with Celine Dion music, or I’m simply not recapping anymore.

Matthew sees the ensuing sexual tension and runs for the hills, claiming he just wants to get to bed . . . thus establishing himself as the Clay Aiken of R&B.

Simon may throw out some well-rehearsed and inconsequential barbs at you, but Steve would probably break you in half.

Everybody seems quite nervous. Er, I mean . . . they’re trippin’.

What? Performers who write their own songs? I sense the downfall of mainstream pop music here.

Wow—first you have to write your own songs, and now we have judges that actually judge? What is this world coming to?

Come on, Frankie, don’t take that from a man who wears a towel on his head.

In other words, lie. Ahh, now this is the industry that we all know and love.

Yea-yuh! What!? Owwwwkaiieee!!!

Heck, my mom even knows who Salt-N-Pepa is.

Every MC has his soft side.

Spit ‘em out in an E-mizzle to the Mannizle

Nice recap... But I've rarely seen nice wordplays from a "gangsta".