Eeeh-bah-goom. Fetch me ferret, mother, I'm gan oot for a hike.
Why isn't a man with that assured gait and just the one arm not on Britain's Got Talent? Better by miles than one of those ex-smackhead community dance troupes whose idea of the terpsichorean arts is impersonating an explosion in a prosthetics factory.
It's all down hill from here...
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