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Thursday, May 8, 2008

The Le-er U

I love British rockers. Not for their musical talent, of course, but because they are hot messes (Pete Dogherty, I'm talking to you), they are fun drunks, they don't pronounce the "t" in the middle of words, and they have a propensity to fight anyone and everything, even a puppet shaped like the letter (or le-er) "U". My favorite part is the little girl's reaction at the end. Yes, honey, I know. We all feel that way about these clowns.

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