So I am sitting in a restaurant in the Seattle airport today waiting for a connecting flight.
In walks William Hung with an exact replica of himself (only 30 years older and female) that I assume is his mother.
The cooks, bus staff, waiters, patrons... you name it take turns walking by singing "she bangs" to this poor guy for better than a half an hour.
Everybody who walk by his table started singing to him.
I am thinking to myself this is one patient dude. He is just trying to have a meal with dear old mom.
I would have gone nuts, but I guess that's why I didn't audition to be the Idol. I just don't want that kind of attention.
Oh yeah....... I would probably need some talent too (not that it stopped him)