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5/21/2008 7:30:00 AM Moron of the Week
This just in: Mutt Lange has apparently dropped Shania Twain like old laundry, thus inexplicably giving up the latest secret weapon in his long-running plot to lure me to the dark side. Now, I've long-held that Mutt Lange suffers from bizarre man-love form of contemporary syndrome and unhealthy obsession when it comes to me. He is the Bizarro to my Superman -- the Travis to my Blake -- the Bloefeld to my James Bond -- which makes Shania Twain is sort of his cool henchman and realistic, life-sized dress-up doll ... sort of like Oddjob in Goldfinger ... only softer ... and prettier smelling. (Not that Mutt needs a cool henchman, seeing as how he's on the payroll of the All-Powerful Prince of Darkness.) In our early battles, when I was an impressionable teen-ager, Mutt tried to corrupt me with the demonic riddles of Def Leppard and AC/DC -- and almost succeeded. As a more-jaded pre-middle-aged professional geek, he renewed our feud by trying to lure me to the dark side with the even more sinister "country music." Well, I won't listen, ya hear me, Lange? I will never listen to Country! It is the Devil's music! No matter how you package it! Need proof? S-h-a-n-i-a-T-w-a-i-n is an anagram for ... Ha! I win. Oh ... well played, Mr. Lange. So what is he telling me by casting this temptress aside for his secretary -- whom I have not seen, but for her to be preferable to Shania, she must be hotter than a stellar nucleosynthetic reaction (sorry, been reading Hawking before bed and it's subconsciously triggered my geek neurons). Has he changed his tune and looking for a more conventional lifestyle? Or is this merely the first piece in some grand new scheme to corrupt me. I gotta tell ya, I'm a little scared...
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