Your humble Devil was drinking in the Loft Bar again last night, and bumped into Topping—the one with the eyebrows—of Topping and Butch. I haven't ever seen them perform but I hear that they are hilarious.
Well, I lie; at the Underbelly Press Launch last week, I saw them performing an extremely funny and extraordinarily rude and offensive song about Cherie Blair. This is, of course, a delight in itself; but better, however, is that after the Fringe they have an engagement to sing it at some party for lawyers.
Which Cherie is attending.
If ever you've wanted to see what a post-box gritting its teeth looks like, I'd try and get a ticket...
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