Like ants to a sugar cube on a picnic.
And just when it gets interesting, and the music starts pumping out the stadium speakers, I have to go to the office to pump out 8 hours of broadband-quality on-demand video. Which will be fun, but not as fun as working backstage.
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Popping up late at night on MTV Dance, is quite possibly one of the cleverer music videos featuring all the breasts you could want. But — cunning this — it just shows the chests of women wearing various clingy T-shirts bobbing along to the beat while the music plays. Gets past all the censors – hell, it’d probably be legal in Saudi Arabia – but still (ahem) catches the eye.
And yes, I know I’m sad. But hey, blogs with the word breast in them attract so many visitors!
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