So there we were, doing a we-think-the-term-is-clean-out of our interdolly box (because man in Next suit told us we had to) and stumbled across-ethed this rather sauce-ical picture of David Gandy we did. You know, him off-of modelling. We may have simultaneously touched ourselves. Anyways, we thought it our duty to tell thee, and then we also thought it our duty to drink ourselves into an alcoholic stupor. It’s Friday. Not that we need an excuse. Though it is Friday.
Oh ps. More of a similar ilk ici. We thank you.