Sometimes Fixer inspires me. To new heights of oldfartism, probably, but I just had to express my sentiments musically, so here we go. And yes, I did dance around in my underwear whilst previewing this, to the delight of my neighbors (I think. I hope they weren't tourists!), but it is as nothing compared to my delight in remembering Tom Cruise getting a grip on himself, so to speak, and practicing up to be the bull goose loony Scientologist he is these days!
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