Another headline we considered was ‘Chav Bums’. Chav meant in a wholly respectful kinda way because – and this comes from deep down in there – we j’adore a chav. Especially in a Triga scenario, hence why we settled on the headline we did.
These chavs in question, ladies and gennels and straddlers, are Jack Tweedy off-of oft-time Jade Goody, and his pals, after a tanning sesh. Aren’t they cheeky, callers? No really, they are. And whilst we wouldn’t be seen dead or alive or spinning right round in a tracksuit of this ilk, we don’t mind it in a subjective context, far far away, perhaps a whiff of Febreze in the air and a battered sausage on the table.
Want to see what they look like from the front? It’s actually quite pleasant. And when we say they, we mean just two of them. One of them’s fallen by the wayside. Them chavs…
I’d do both of them. At once.
Every Thursday begins with a scene from Triga for me. As do Wednesdays. And Mondays. And Sundays, too.
Tuesday, Friday and Saturday you’re resting your hand, aren’t you dear.
What does Triga mean?
FYI Bernard
TRIGA is a class of small nuclear reactor!
i thought Jack Tweedy was inside for some misdemeanour or other? i’d nuzzle between those cheeky jailbird buns… mind you he’s had his peen up that Jade.. some stains don’t come off. not even with Vanish. nope.
Bernard, put Triga and gay into Google. It’s very much a one trick pony, but if you like that kind of pony, you’ll like it a lot.
A Nolan Sister, I have to give myself a few days off a week as I love that pony a bit too much.
I thanking the Lord you have the strength to type. Some days i struggle.
Bet you can’t eat just one! :-)
Why is it that the one with the cutest ass is NOT in the ‘seen from the front’ photo? Where are you, blondie?