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Apparently I look like Mick Jagger.
A young one, mind. I took no heed of this, until the other week I went out, and this man kept pointing at me for no apparent reason. Then he shouted "You, you played at the Charlotte!" And thusly I thought he was (attempting) to speak to one of my friends who actually are in a band and have played at the Charlotte.
However, he insisted 'twas me, and told me "... you done some Mick Jagger thing, stones tribute... I saw you the other week! You were just like him!"
To which I had to say, well, it wasn't me, as I've never got on stage in my life.
"But still, you're just like him."
Which made me chuckle. Later on after much more drinking I tried to be like Mick while dancing to Brown Sugar. Then I blacked out. |
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