imagine an incident where the spice girls are performing on top of the pops and, all of a sudden, posh spice collapses and convulses on the stage as she is able to quickly and unexpectedly divine a glimpse of her own future as a washed-up drunk trophy wife to a trophy husband whose only ambition is to find that perfect haircut. we all agree (i assume) that the show would stop and baby, crazy, dainty and sleepy would rush to her side to administer first aid in the form of mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. ok now, imagine the same thing but this time in korea...
stefan - Aug 25 - 10:43 AM