tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19531850.post5460482792357660529..comments2009-01-06T03:21:11.799-05:00Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07522960348943352865noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19531850.post-73221897787702554462007-01-23T13:20:00.000-05:002007-01-23T13:20:00.000-05:00Bono is at a U2 concert in Halifax, Nova Scotia, when he asks the audience for some quiet.<br /><br />Then, in the silence, he starts to slowly clap his hands.<br /><br />He says into the microphone, in a deep solemn voice, "Just for a moment, think outside yourself... outside this arena.<br />Every time I clap my hands, a child in Africa dies."<br /><br />A loud Newfy voice from near the front pierces the moment.<br />"Well, Lard tunderin jasus, ya stipid arse, stop yer fockin' clappin' then!"Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19531850.post-60287153788732658712007-01-23T13:19:00.000-05:002007-01-23T13:19:00.000-05:00I was thinking this, but afraid to say it.Ryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05127426980916756252noreply@blogger.com