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I'm off the body shop later this week for some tests (no, not general knowledge). For some reason, I can't get this out of my head. I first caught a clip of this (dubbed in Vietnamese) within Barry Levinson's 'Good Morning Vietnam'.

Now I feel compelled to pen a poem entitled 'Blood Test Bingo'.

It isn't right. Perhaps its because I am fighting my natural inclination to rewrite the film's theme song, in a X-rated style.

Listening to: Northern Soul.