I grew up to the beat of electronic drums
Honey I cannot BELIEVE that you have never seen the divine mr. M before!! I missed the Smiths when I was in high school (grounded as per usual) but managed to catch M at Roseland in the early 90s in NYC. I love Mr. M but not in THAT way - so it was a r-i-o-t because his schtick then was to hold his hand out to a grasping fan and then pull it away at the last second to stroke his hair. I was perched on a pole overlooking the crowd and laughed and laughed and laughed. Since I don't like him in THAT way, I felt like I was in on the joke.
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