*hands over towel*
Can we talk? No really, can we talk? Can we? Talk?
We don’t think we’ve been this turned on since Hot Homeless shouted across Old Compton Street, ‘I’d really like to fuck you,’ to which we responded, ‘Brush your teeth and you’ve got a deal.’ Naturally we would have taken a Wet Wipe along for the ride, for on-the-go refreshment.
Oh yeah, this purrrr-eddy picture’s taken from Numero Homme magoizeen. The latest one. Not the one before, not the one after, the latest. There’s another one after the jump. *claps*