For some reason whenever I think of the name "Edinburgh" in my head, it's purred in the dulcet, deep tones of Peter Serafinowicz. "Oh Katie, I'd like to take you by the hand and lead you down the alley-ways of Edinbuuuuuuuuuuuurggggh." And then I'd take his hand and he'd smile and softly say "At last, I shall emerge the victor. At last, I shall have... revenge. "
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Um. I think I'm a geek.
Monday, 1 September 2008
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