I’m a bit selective on what I reblog, as opposed to just referencing. This photo put me in a good mood for the morning though: I thought it might do the same for you…
I’m a bit selective on what I reblog, as opposed to just referencing. This photo put me in a good mood for the morning though: I thought it might do the same for you…
You’re such a metrosexual…(figure out the true etymology of that word, if metropolis means “mother city”…), cosmo and all. A spy in the house of love?
I think the amphetamines have to wear off a bit before I can unpick that one, Oedipus.
And I can not read “cosmo” as a word without thinking of Les Dawson. Haven’t actually read the magazine itself since I had an 18 year old girlfriend. (But don’t tell the wife.)
Thousands wouldn’t believe you. I’m looking into my crystal meth balls now.
Les Dawson, I don’t know. The name’s familiar, but before my time in UK.