Wednesday, 12 March 2008

What no Gene?

Appropriated from another blog, but this story about a foppish political speechwriter inserting Shed Seven song titles into a key speech, unbeknownst to his boss, still makes me chuckle. The culprit should be easy to spot - he'll be the one with the snakey hips and the eyes on the ground, shaking his maracas then.

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