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Where would this little weblog be without its weekly quota of Anne Robinson stories? (don't answer that). To wit: a brief biography of the lady herself (who would've guessed she's the former alcoholic daughter of the city's biggest wholesale poultry baroness?), her product-moving catchphrase, and the story of a contestant who was "[a]mazed when Anne Robinson told him he was the most stupid person she had ever met before he had answered a single question." There ... I think that'll do for this week.
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