When I was in law school I used to have an Eastern European lecturer who looked exactly (but exactly) like Eugene Hütz of Gogol Bordello, sans the pimping moustache. I had classes with him for two years and would while away the hours day-dreaming about his whipping a guitar out from underneath the podium, unbuttoning his shirt and going all gypsy-punk-rock on the students' collective ass. Oh man, I was so in awe, I could barely string a sentence together in front of him and his fictional moustache. I think he thought I was retarded *sigh*.
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