LUV - Imagine being Stephen Fry. Imagine being him. Imagine sitting up there, plumped on your celestial Ottoman, all velvet and omniscience and gently baroque benevolence, distractedly stroking Alan Davies’ bumhole as you regard humanity and flibble sorrowfully into your flopsywhoops.
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I love both Fry and Laurie (as evidenced here) but I must agree with the bit about Hugh Laurie. I watch House exactly because it is the same every week.
But now I see that Hugh Laurie, a wealthy English man has a blues album out. I’m not big (at all) on authenticity in music, or anywhere really, but blues is surely the kind of music where authenticity is most required.
Also, this:
