Yes, it's Till Lindemann out of über-noisy German rock band, Rammstein, and a tompot blenny. Somewhere in the background is a ballan wrasse in a gimp suit, walking on a treadmill...
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We're here, we're sad - get used to us! Whenever two or more are gathered together having a conversation about how the Kings of Leon look like they need a wash, you are on Planet Sad. Whenever you find yourself inadvertently stalking a lower league footballer, you are on Planet Sad. Whenever you are in need of a window to scrabble at, you are on Planet Sad. And if you are in the Twilight Zone, you should have turned left at the lights.
We're here, we're sad - get used to us!
WHERE ALL THE TRAGIC HAPPENS
We're here, we're sad - get used to us! Whenever two or more are gathered together having a conversation about how the Kings of Leon look like they need a wash, you are on Planet Sad. Whenever you find yourself inadvertently stalking a lower league footballer, you are on Planet Sad. Whenever you are in need of a window to scrabble at, you are on Planet Sad. And if you are in the Twilight Zone, you should have turned left at the lights.
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- HERE'S WHERE ALL THE TRAGIC HAPPENS! Whenever two or more are gathered together having a conversation about how the Kings of Leon look like they need a wash, you are on Planet Sad. Whenever you find yourself inadvertently stalking a lower league footballer, you are on Planet Sad. Whenever you are in need of a window to scrabble at, you are on Planet Sad. And if you are in the Twilight Zone, you should have turned left at the lights.
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