Today was Tom Jones' birthday. The normally sedate and conservation German news radio station that I listen to during my commute to work announced this and really made my morning super-charged. Last week I mentioned the virtue in being disabused from
misheard lyrics but could not summon up any other examples, but now I recall that I always thought the song
Sex Bomb was actually
Sex Bot, as in robot or Adrienne Barbeau-bot with baby you can turn me on and other references to satillites and infrared vision.
