When I was fifteen, my father caught me smoking a red. He grabbed me by the scuff of my neck like a cat, and made me lead him to the pack I had stolen from my uncle. Then, he made me eat the entire pack. Needless to say, whenever I see someone puffing on a coffin nail, I get a little queasy and feel the need to vomit - just as I did the under my father's supervision. He drove his point home and it looks like someone is using this fatherly lesson with American Idol "winner" David Cook.
Following the favorite punishment of parents and bullies everywhere, David Cook is forced by the legitimate musicians - and by that, I mean people with real musical ability - to eat his own guitar.
Somewhere, Seacrest is hiding a stiffy.
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