I am not a tidy worker...
Ahh... yes. Making that creepy whistle of a noise, and expecting people to dance? Come on! By half ten he's always in a tizz, claiming no-one understands him, and by midnight he's usually being fished out of a nearby canal, after another failed attempt to snuff his very naff little candle. So if you do go to that, leave the bollock to drown.
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