YouTube Clip Of The Day
Posted by Jess McGuire at 4:51 PM on August 11, 2008
Well, he may not be "keeping up the cats" the way Defamer Australia likes it, but he is slowly but surely improving that nauseating pile of musical excrement known as 'Beautiful'.
Yes, James Blunt has really delivered the goods with his Sesame Street rendition of 'My Triangle'. We applaud him!
How can I loathe one man's musical output so much, and yet deep inside feel quietly confident I'd really quite like the guy in person?
(Via our new sibling Babblebaby)

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