I am quite sad that in the last week or so young Master Benedict's voice has begun to break. In a way it signifies the end of an era.
Some of you may remember this funny video of him playing with his plastic machine gun.
More recently, he was filmed at Wimbledon.
The next time I post a video of him he'll probably sound like Placido Domingo.
On another note - I am going out later and I plan to put a bra on.
(See previous post if you're confused.)
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