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I love you inside out..
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Great song by Imelda May, from a great album.
But - "I love your nails, even your entrails....."
Would you really love someone's innards?!
And, has anyone else noticed, who has the album, that the album version is much slower than the one released as a single? I find it very strange - I put the album on in the car & sing far too fast. I prefer the faster version.
But - "I love your nails, even your entrails....."
Would you really love someone's innards?!
And, has anyone else noticed, who has the album, that the album version is much slower than the one released as a single? I find it very strange - I put the album on in the car & sing far too fast. I prefer the faster version.
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Andy - I know what you mean about weird lil things like that, I love Alicia Silverstones mouth, the way it wiggles when she talks, I was transfixed by Brodie Dalle from the punk band the distillers, lips like Angelina and the wibbly mouth like Alicia but she looks like she'd beat me in an arm wrestle. Movement-wise.. no one has a wiggle as good as Christina Hendricks!
Sorry salla, AJ does nothing for me at all - although i can see why she is interesting to look at.
jack - ice-cool is exactly it. A couple of days ago, they showed the epidosde where Craig had to fake being a mobster, and Sharon was his moll - so they did her up with extra make-up, a tight skirt, and tied her hair back, I thought I'd died and gone to heaven!!!
jack - ice-cool is exactly it. A couple of days ago, they showed the epidosde where Craig had to fake being a mobster, and Sharon was his moll - so they did her up with extra make-up, a tight skirt, and tied her hair back, I thought I'd died and gone to heaven!!!
jd_1984 - the children are all grown up and living with their own families, so there is just myself and the present Mrs Hughes at home now.
My lovely wife usually raises her eyes to heaven, tuts loudly, mutters under her breath about being 'too old for all that ...' and then she pops into the kitchen and returns with which ever implement is to hand with sufficient weight to be used to batter me into a state of unconciousness ...
My lovely wife usually raises her eyes to heaven, tuts loudly, mutters under her breath about being 'too old for all that ...' and then she pops into the kitchen and returns with which ever implement is to hand with sufficient weight to be used to batter me into a state of unconciousness ...
