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Gadzooks, Batman, It's the G-String Gang! Holy Underwear! -- LONDON (Reuters) - Cheeky thieves, dubbed the "G-string Gang" by the British press, made off with thousands of pounds worth of racy underwear after a daylight raid on upmarket lingerie designer Agent Provocateur, a spokesman said on Tuesday.  The central London headquarters of Agent Provocateur, a favorite among celebrities such as Kate Moss and Liz Hurley, was burgled over the weekend by thieves who carried off 27,000 pounds ($40,000) worth of lacy bras, knickers and corsets as well as shoes and jewelry.  "We were all working upstairs when it appears the thieves broke down the front door and managed to steal the collections from the basement," said Agent Provocateur founder Joe Corre.  But the thieves, who got away with the fashion house's new collection, had not made an intelligent choice in targeting such an exclusive boutique, he said.  "The very nature of the designs, being so distinctive, renders them instantly recognizable, making it easier to track the thieves down, whatever they try to do with the collection."  Agent Provocateur is known for its sexy, slinky and expensive designs which include one-off corsets, suspenders, stockings and G-strings.  A spokesman for London's Metropolitan Police said the burglary was being investigated but there was no description of the suspects.


What Women Want by Pseudolus

They had an idea, a quick way to get rich
Cause the banks were too tough and secure
"What do all women want?", said the man in the front,
"Fancy Things, Lacy Tops, Skimpy drawers"

We'll break down the door, move as fast as we can,
And we'll take everything we can hold
To sell most is best, then we'll give all the rest,
To our ladies though they may get cold

So they planned and they plotted, there thoughts were all blotted
With visions of beauty and cash
And they grabbed and they lifted, through undies they sifted
Until they had all they could stash

But as they were leaving, their lungs were still heaving,
Their getaway they had to find
This stuff we just took, thought the tired old crook
Isn't all of it one of a kind?

The problem they thought was not getting caught
But who would be willing to buy
All the panties and stuff, the lace and the fluff
It made them all want to just cry

So one of them said, we're not using our heads,
Let's just give them to all of our ladies
They packed all the frills, for all of their girls,
Who looked and said, "Go to Hades"

Despite all their haste, it can't go to waste
But what they did next was just wrong
To find all the crooks, you only need look
For a guy walking round in a thong …



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