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When the missus and I first began seeing each other, something happened that confirmed she was the one for me:
We were halfway through our steak lunch at a pub when she disappeared to the lavatory. Suddenly, with horror, I hear:
bommm... I love you
bommm... show me
...and found myself, Pavlovian-style, running for the exit. I lit a fag outside and as soon as I realised I'd abandoned my date, she came bursting through the doors with an announcement - "One thing you should know about me; I can't fucking stand Mick Hucknall!"
I can't help about the shape I'm in, I can't sing I ain't pretty and my legs are thin
But don't ask me what I think of you, I might not give the answer that you want me to
Absolutely utterly despise it. I feel like I'm in real danger of an aneurysm if I'm ever forced to listen to it somewhere I can't turn it off or leave immediately.
"Take these three items, some WD-40, a vise grip, and a roll of duct tape. Any man worth his salt can fix almost any problem with this stuff alone." - Walt Kowalski
"Only two things are infinite - the universe, and human stupidity. And I'm not sure about the universe." - Albert Einstein
Supportact said: [my style is] probably more an accumulation of limitations and bad habits than a 'style'.
Supportact said: [my style is] probably more an accumulation of limitations and bad habits than a 'style'.
The bit where it goes 'Nutbush, Oh Nutbush' is the only semblance of melody in the song. I also hate Tina Turner strutting around pulling gurning faces whilst singing it.
Even worse is a Tina Turner tribute act doing it.
Omg its still everywhere