Dylan Moran
My review of Dylan Moran is published in today's Australian.
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"It's lovely how you all share your clothes. There must be a giant dress-up box in the middle of the city, full of metal hats and rubber trousers."
Bugger! He's on to us! Who told him about 'The Box', anyway?
Some treacherous loosemouth. But we'll get him for it...
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