in spite of Iza's child abuser story, I would like to share my love of Mr. Lahyani here.
He scared the bejesus out of me during the Rotterdam final. I had the sound of the tv real loud so I could clean up in the kitchen. When I walked back in the living room, he just rolled the big CORRECTION out, I startled and dropped my plate with cookies. Don't worry, I still ate them
The thought of a cross between Mr. Lahyani and Mr. Graf is a frightening and at the same time exciting picture for me. This is a deep confession, don't beat me up.