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(Sorry I’m posting all these pop culture bits here…will have to get into more “serious” matters soon.)
I saw this video on television earlier today; the lyrics are terribly sad and relate, I think, the feeling that we all have at some time during a relationship. More than anything the lesson we should all learn from this is that, if you are a fairly plain looking English guy, you should just not try it with an spectacularly hot Portuguese woman. If only more plain looking English guys would observe this rule…so much heartbreak would be avoided. (Also, if your hotel room bursts out into flames and your flowers, television and guitar explode—it may be time to forget your relationship woes and flee the scene; there are instructions on the door for evacuation.)