Odd thing - Morrisey, or rather The Smiths, seem to be massive in Mexico. I thought it might have been a one off meeting with a strange fat Mexican piolt in a garish shirt with a penchant for depressing (yet quality) English music from the 80s...but no. There was a definite trend of appreciation for the daffodil adorned, NHS specs wearing, quiff toting moaner. Heard them being played in many bars and cafes. For the musical spods out there - Panic on the Streets of London seemed to be the most popular track.Here's a pic of previous mentioned fat bloke grooving out in his car to aforementioned tune.
[Memo to self: to avoid being molested and left for dead in scrubland of Mexico do not accept party invites from fat fellas in loud attire 'grooving out' to The Smiths. You will not always be as lucky as you were!]
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Pants, we know the man in the photo is you. We know you were sad and lonely and piled on the 'puntas' down Mexico way. We still love you. Just don't try a bungee until you've shed some excess.
Heck, I've been rumbled. At this rate a flight might be touch and go let alone a bungee jump!
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