So, ‘The Sex Education Show’. Thoughts on a Princess Diana cut-out postcard, please. In the meantime, let’s look at the footballers who got their back and front bottoms out in order to educate us.
So excitement is The Sex Education Show on Her Majesty’s Fourth Channel, that we even considered passing up a do at London’s glittering Somerset House followed by another do at London’s newly opened-as-in-last-night Paramount Club, just to stay in and watch slightly ropey members of a football club get their front bottoms groped by medical professionals. But we didn’t. What we did instead is get someone who doesn’t have that much of a life to get stills from said show, in order for us to perve over the following morning when suffering in inverted commas from a horny hangover, owing to stupendous amounts of booze consumption the previous evening.
And here they are. Inappropriate touches at the ready… Oh, NSFtheoddWplace, btw. Deemed SFHome, however, seeing as it’s on pre-watershed. But kids don’t ‘alf grow up young these days, so ’tis to be expected.
*oof*
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- This month’s Attitude, in three covers.
- Gerard Butler, take those ridiculous shorts off immediately!
- A fine example of why underwear models should keep their mouths shut. When it comes to talking, that is.
- Saturation point? Now we’re drowning in Dannii…
- This is the guy playing Boy George in a new bio pic. So they’re going for realism
Ooh, I also have a horny hangover today, too. Thanks for sharing these pics.
What is that ridiculous cross shaved into that man’s chest? Is it supposed to be the St George’s cross? Silly bugger.
Pilar, I’m starting to regret our decision not to watch this last night.
Tequila, I hear you loud and queer. Foolish, to be sure.
I want that woman’s job. God, my career’s officer was rubbish.
Pilar and Tequila! Are we to imagine that you… co-habit?
I’ll have Mr. Hot Cross Buns delivered to my M&S collect-by-car please.
Bernard- Pilar wishes. He’s merely my whore.
T x