I don't get the whole Andre Rieu thing. I really, really don't get it. At all. In any way.

But this. THIS. This is a whole new level of bizarro as far as I am concerned.

If I was offered free tickets to see this spectacle of horror or the choice of having an anvil dropped on my foot I would choose the later. After all physical injuries will heal, but the mental scars can stay with you forever.

Just the sort of stuff I'm thinking about. (Shhh, don't tell anyone - this sort of herecy is a lynching offence in these here parts.)

Apocalypse my arse

PS. I hate it when I agree wtih Alan Jones. Bugger.