Dear Scott Savol,

We used to think you were cool because you were Ruben-sized and looking like Corky but Idol let you advance.

But then we found out that you like to beat up girls.

Oh yeah, then there’s that part where you can’t sing.

Then the part where you’re way too cocky for your terrible voice.

So now we kinda hope you have a coronary in front of Cowell on American Idol tonight.

And please, squash Seacrest as you fall to your demise.

Love,

Matt Stooks