For Chrissakes, I'm tired, it's early in the morning and I've only just finished redrafting a CV for a friend. When I came home tonight there was a man dressed in nothing but stilettos and a day-glow jacket (like the motorway maintenance people wear) dancing to his I-pod on Oxford Street… but I'm too tired to even have the slightest giggle about it.
Have a better one everybody…
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