Clay Aiken

Ladies, observe.

Clay: "Wow, Lance you're really sexy. It's like looking in a mirror. I'd like to take you out sometime and make sweet sweet love to you. How does that sound?"

Lance: "Hey dude, I have my conceal &
carry so back off!"

Clay (singing): "All byyy myself... don't wanna be, all by myseeeeelf"

Lance: "I'm going to punch you in your squirly little mouth."

Clay (singing): "Come on baby make it hurt so good!"

Lance: "You look like a girl."

Clay: "No, I'm very butch and have superfly hair be-otch."