Paula Abdul is a Drunk
I hope this didn't take place on a morning show, because getting drunk before noon is an unsobering cry for help.
What Paula Abdul needs is a boyfriend. And when I say "boyfriend", what I really mean is a bartender. Now that is a match Lavalife would be envious of making.
What? That's not so bad. I can think of far worse fates, like getting legally hitched to a rhythmless backup dancer.
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