I’m Not Too Keen on Mondays

Prompted by this popping up in my iPod as it shuffled on my way to work the other day, after which I felt 100 times better than did before it came on, I can’t resist typing three words I never thought I would.

Here’s 50 Cent (contains swears, which I appreciate makes it five words):

50 cent

50 Cent – P.I.M.P.

More soon. Probably with less effing and jeffing.