Instincts collide

I came home from writing the other night and Tim had downloaded the musical "The Producers" from Bigpond, and was half way through it. I sat down to watch the other half, and got to the point where they show-within-a-show comes on - "Springtime for Hitler".

And who should be singing the title song, but a bleached-blonde, blue-blue-blue-eyed, dazzlingly-smiling John Barrowman! All Aryan perfection in German uniform.

My first thought was "Wow! John Barrowman sure can sing, and man, he looks HOT"

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