He's a cold hearted snake...look into his eyes...

oh oh, he's been telling lies...

No, this is not a post about President Bush or Dick Cheney.

This is a little cheer to Paula Abdul for not just sitting back and letting some guy get away with roughing her up. She's been in the entertainment news so much you'd think she wouldn't want to deal with it anymore but no, she did the right thing and reported it. You go girl. Straight up (now tell me!).

Sorry for giving you Paula Abdul earworms for the rest of the day. Don't Rush Rush to get them out of your head. And remember, Sassy Pants is Forever Your Girl. (I really am evil sometimes.)

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