Another American Idol has fallen. Apparently, even after the release of her raunchy sex-tape  and the news that she may be pregnant in jail, Jessica Sierra is now suddenly not pregnant. I didn’t think they allowed coat hangers in lockdown.

A source close to Sierra’s family tells TMZ former “American Idol” star Jessica Sierra is no longer pregnant, though they would not confirm exactly what happened.

Sierra’s pregnancy was revealed in December, while the former reality star was in jail. (source)

This chick is a country-come-to-town train wreck, but I have to give her some entrepreneurial spirit creds for capitalizing on her 15 minutes of fame by making a sex tape and getting arrested a few times. Also, for letting a dude stick his thumb in her ass while he was hitting it from behind. Jessica Sierra is a true American Idol.

By now you’ve probably heard about the latest former American Idol contestant to embarrass her family and generally act like a drunken piece of trash, Jessica Sierra. It seems that ole’ Jess got herself into a bit of trouble on Saturday night when she got into a bar fight in Tampa and was found to have some Bolivian marching powder in her purse. She was reportedly abusive to the arresting officers after she threw a cocktail glass at a fellow booze hound.

It appears that since she was kicked off of Idol, Jessica Sierra (porno name, anyone?) has tried to get a record contact and has been WORKING AT HOOTERS. Let’s see: cocaine, alcohol, trampy name, reality show cast-off, and now my favorite delightfully tacky, yet unrefined restaurant. This girl’s life reads like a Mad Libs of American white trash. To complete the sweep, she might as well release a sex tape that was filmed in her single-wide where she smokes Kools and chugs Boone’s Farm straight from the bottle. God bless Tampa, home of 94% of America’s whores, and God bless Jessica Sierra and the plate of curly fries and wings she is currently serving to a trucker.

While I wouldn’t fuck Jessica Sierra with Kelly Clarkson’s dick, I do have a soft spot for the lovely Ms. Carrie Underwood. Something tells me that Carrie’s never donned orange hot pants and a tank top. [Ed. note: Shooter, I just know she has. If there is a a god in heaven...]