Oh, boot.  Of course you know I had to click on your link, and then from there I had to click on the Wham! link, and then I had to listen to the whole damn song, and now I can get neither the song nor George Michael’s big fluffy 80’s hair out of my head.  Even the knowledge that George Michael is currently trafficking in harder stuff (in all senses of the word) can’t dislodge the cheesy bell chords, the endless footage of people walking through the Alps with their luggage, the silent mulletty goodness of Andrew Ridgeley.

All I can say is I hope you’re satisfied.

(I’ll give it to somebody specialllll...dammit!)