Put your hands over your delicate, shell-like ears, thread denizens, this song is not safe for work.
If you like it, play it a second time for the creationists.
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I'm a big fan of Ray Bradbury, so I can almost identify with the young lady singing this song. I know, the last song in the thread without respite was nice to listen to as well, so I'm violating my usual habit of punishing you all with the noise here, but this one is worth it.
Oh, by the way, not…
On this dark and dismal night, let us turn the denizens of the perpetual conversion towards serious thoughts of feminism, poverty, the environment, and something else. (Not safe for work. But funny anyway).
"We're just monkeys in shoes." Love that line.
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If you have delicate ears, you might want to skip this video: Billy Connolly will blister them with either the sacrilegious content or that ferocious Scottish accent. I liked 'em both.
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For this instance of the thread prolonged, I include a video that uses a few naughty words. It's Sunday, though, so you probably won't play it at work. Play it in church instead.
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Where The Girls Are (in my pants)
I Don't Care If The Sun Don't Shine (in my pants)
There Is A Light That Never Goes Out (in my pants)
Where Is My Mind (in my pants)
Slow Hands (in my pants)
I Won't Dance (in my pants) [this one just sounds funny]
Your Mangled Heart (in my pants)
I Feel You (in my pants)
How did I do?
Now to stop procrastinating and to translate the damn documentary about the British royal wedding 'till tomorrow noon...