It's even rocking the socks that are still in my cupboard. :) NPH was definitely made of awesome. I'd never really noticed him before - I usually don't notice actors unless they make a particular impression - but I'll certainly be on the lookout for him now! (And yeah, definitely singing. It makes such a huge difference when it's real.) *grin* Happy ending would have been nice, yeah - although perhaps run the risk of rivalling Captain Hammer for the cheese!
*laughs* That's pretty awesome. I've been meaning to mention, too - when we arrived back in Oz, there'd been a bit of a scandal, which became colloquially known as Dagwoodgate. The Prime Minister got briefly sick, sparking rumours he'd had a heart attack, which he dismissed by saying he'd just eaten "a dodgy dagwood dog" (which is what we call corn dogs here - vastly inferior to the fried-on-the-spot-in-front-of-you extravaganza at pronto pups!). The problem came when reporters attempted to track down the source and it turned out that the function the PM had been attending the previous night hadn't served dagwood dogs! The web of lies! Had he been paid off by the real food poisoning culprits to blame another fast food vendor? Is the leader of our country incapable of distinguishing between batter and pastry? Was he, in fact, the victim of an attempted assassination in an attempt to gain control of the foreign fried food market? Who knows! Blame was eventually rerouted to a "party pie with sauce", but most discerning citizens are certain that the good old Aussie pie was only a scapegoat...
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*laughs* That's pretty awesome. I've been meaning to mention, too - when we arrived back in Oz, there'd been a bit of a scandal, which became colloquially known as Dagwoodgate. The Prime Minister got briefly sick, sparking rumours he'd had a heart attack, which he dismissed by saying he'd just eaten "a dodgy dagwood dog" (which is what we call corn dogs here - vastly inferior to the fried-on-the-spot-in-front-of-you extravaganza at pronto pups!). The problem came when reporters attempted to track down the source and it turned out that the function the PM had been attending the previous night hadn't served dagwood dogs! The web of lies! Had he been paid off by the real food poisoning culprits to blame another fast food vendor? Is the leader of our country incapable of distinguishing between batter and pastry? Was he, in fact, the victim of an attempted assassination in an attempt to gain control of the foreign fried food market? Who knows! Blame was eventually rerouted to a "party pie with sauce", but most discerning citizens are certain that the good old Aussie pie was only a scapegoat...