You bastard! You told me you were gonna give me a fight! Thanks for the great debate! Sheesh!

You think Clay is better? Good. I think Ruben is better? Good. Opinions, opinions. We won't be able to change each other's; just voice them. So, there's not reason arguing about THAT... But there IS a sense arguing about Ruben's career length. Let me get to some other things first.

Ruben being out of breathe? Shit, man! Clay is less than one hundred fifty pounds! I heard somewhere Ruben is about three hundred fifty! What do you expect, man? Ruben is huge... He's bound to sweat and be out of breathe. He's in front of all of America, on stage, with lights shining on him, singing his heart out..You expect him to be in tact; shape wise? Also, adding he's three hundred fifty pounds! Give the dude a break.

Okay, I did not, at all, hear Ruben go off key. NEVER, within the last couple of weeks, did I. I doubt he has... Maybe that's just your mind playing games with you; since you like Clay. The man can sing. As far as him having a limited range? He has a smooth, jazzy, R & B type sound. It's called style, bro. That's Ruben's style. I don't recall Clay removing himself from the style he has. Ruben has, regardless of what you think or who you like, switched it up a little bit... Singing songs in different genres. Simon said one week Ruben's sound was sort of predictable... Did you see Simon the next week? Said he proved he can switch it up; while sticking to his style. And you KNOW that's true, when it's Simon saying it.

Now, what I forgot to comment on last time... Ruben being no where in a year? That seriously made me laugh. HAVE YOU NOT SEEN AMERICA'S FASCINATION WITH RUBEN STUDDARD? The man is already a star! He has a million dollar contract, is the American Idol, is going to be recording soon, and won over America... Nothing you say can take that away from him. And the man will be HUGE; and it will last. I can guarantee it. I just asked you, before you posted, though... If you'd like to bet. C'mon, in public, on the boards; I want me and you to bet. I bet you that Ruben will be climbing the ladder to stardom within the next year, or few years even, and not singing at his church. How much you wanna bet? Fifty bucks sound okay? We can go higher; 'cause I know I'll win.

I'm done. Thanks for your time.