They've covered Word Up by Cameo.
For Sport Relief.
Just as I was starting to like the morning radio again.
I have a 50-minute drive from DP's house to work when I stay there, and as it's a rural town, the drive involves dodging walking buses (full of kids that can't actually walk properly), snooty middle-aged retirees calling themselves "country folk" (think Deliverance, but with less banjos and more inbreeding) who just waltz in to my path, and the occasional (read: constant barrage of) incompetent who doesn't know their mini-roundabout from their elbow. My last bastion of sanity has been utterly violated by this generic pop twaddlification of a fairly inoffensive 90s song.
WIBU to descend upon this normally rather good girl group, wielding a samurai sword Kill-Bill style, to make them atone for their crimes against music? And do you think Dappy's horse would accompany me in to battle?