
Looking for an answer
Are we human?
Or are we dancer?"
So sang Brandon Flowers of the popular beat combo The Killers.
And, thussly, my message to him is this:
Get a grip, man. You're on your knees wearing a jacket that makes you look like a giant pheasant, whilst simultaneously trying to "throw some shapes" around the dancefloor.
If there is one thing SCIENCE and MATHS have proved, it is this: No man can dance whilst doing a Toulouse Lautrec impression. Did the Inspector Clouseau films completely pass you by, Flowers?
You, sir, dance like a drunken uncle at a disco and must be stopped. People like you should be forced bodily through a tea-strainer and turned into a cornish pasty, and the pasty fired out of a cannon at Jimmy Carr. Now get up, put on a sensible spangly jacket and dance like a man.
Apart from that: Number One Fan
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