"For gays and people in love."

[muckefuck]

Last night after class, Mozhu (who, despite the Chinese name, is actually Russian) and I were sitting in Phở 777 discussing linguistics over the blare of shimmery disco. All at once, she looked up and we exchanged the are-you-hearing-what-I'm-hearing look?

Ra Ra Rasputin, lover of the Russian queen
They put some poison into his wine
Ra Ra Rasputin, Russia's greatest love machine
He drank it all and said "I feel fine"

Ra Ra Rasputin, lover of the Russian queen
They didn't quit, they wanted his head
Ra Ra Rasputin, Russia's greatest love machine
And so they shot him till he was dead.

It wasn't a dream, it was a Boney M song (which says nothing to me, but it may to you hip kids)--and thanks to the length of our visit and shortness of the tape, we got to hear it twice more. Remember, this is the place where I heard the trilingual "Feliz Navidad" at holiday time. AFAIK, their slogan isn't:

Come for the phở--stay for the music!

but sometimes I think it should be.