01 May 2012

No bad idea goes untested!

Back in 1997, Beautful South released an album entitled Blue is the Color, on which was a nice little song, "Little Blue" that begins:

You can't write a novel from a briefcase
You can write a poem from a trench
You can dream a dream from A to B
But you can't catch a bus from a bench
You don't back a horse called Striding Snail
You don't name your boat Titanic II
So why when I see your happy smiling face
Do I always end up singing Little Blue
Little Blue, how do you do
Your smile looks like heaven
but your eyes hold a storm about to brew
Little Blue...

No one, of course, would disagree with the language in bold print above...well, that is, unless you're an "Australia [sic] billionaire"!


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