wondered what he did for a job. I knew he couldn't be very
good at it whatever it was because he spends so much time
annoying bloggers by sending the same comment over and
over again. This recording proves that I was right. I doubt
that he gets many repeat bookings.
One man band? I'm not at all surprised.
One man band? I'm not at all surprised.
Oh no, a Las Vegas Strip-less star...honest, I thought Brad was a nasty early teen (either Gay or Straight, M/F, but totally offensive no matter if it sings or dances and probably unpopular since babbling a first word).
ReplyDeletePossible loser in the Greater Las Vegas Slapping Contest.
Slim Dusty wannabes I can take, but I draw the line at Brad Evans, The One Man Band.
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One more reason not to go to Las Vegas...
ReplyDeleteRegrettably little Brad, who is actually the result of a strictly professional counselling relationship I enjoyed with Joan Crawford back in the days when she was allegedly making stag films (we changed his name so as to not bring disgrace upon the noble name of "Troll"), has deteriorated since being committed to institutional care at the Home for Incurable Prats. It is, however, heartening to see that he's still capable of playing with himself.
ReplyDeleteThis is not our Sad Brad. The music is too upbeat.
ReplyDeleteI went to Vegas once. Women walking down the crowded footpath (or sidewalk) at 1 am wearing a wedding dress is something I have not seen elsewhere.
Oh, Father Christian, your comment is truly hilarious!
ReplyDeleteWell done, friend. Well done!
He only tells the truth, Ellie!
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