Andare, Partire, Tornare

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This...is an ex-commercial?

Today at about four am, my darling husband sat up in bed, and announced, in quite a loud voice and a perfect uppercrusty British accent, "Sod the commercials! I really don't care about them!"

I'd think he was channeling John Cleese if not for the fact that he's a very good mimic, and for the fact that John Cleese isn't dead yet.

Cue "Parrot Sketch" here.

1:49 p.m. - 2001-12-28

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