Jon and Si have always had good taste in clothes
Jon was kind enough to send me this pic of him and Simon, and it’s just too good not to share with complete strangers.
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I’m sure Simon still wears that jacket. BTW whatever happened to Ringos?
If I still had that jacket (whose coat is it?) I’d happily wear it to a Michael Jackson party where the tight-fitting, youthful look might go down well though I should note that I was trailblazing for the likes of the Beastie Boys and Uma Thurman in Kill Bill. As for the smoke and mirrors diversion from Jon’s get up with the ringos comment it could, as well as referring to the chipstick-tasting snacky smore be implying that it was somehow endorsed by Ringo Star in some weird attempt of post dated street cred. Let’s talk hair Jon..I dare you.
OK..hair. It’s a retro sixties kind of look. A bowl and a pair of scissors, what more do you need? The Gallaghers seem to have been inspired by me (although I never went for the mono-brow look). Looking at the original here, it looks as if your flies are partway undone – even at that tender age you seem to be preparing yourself for your visits to Clapham Common.
Retro sixties yes, but I was thinking more a 1460′s pre-seminary style. As for my flies well, those aren’t my real arms and I’m having a fiddle with my luminous indelible marker naturally. Richard Banbury tried to copy me at the back of a biology lesson but got caught due to his excessive polishing. Judging by your limp crisp grabbing method and your exhausted “claw” beside it that you’d been thinking about that Diana out of “V” again. Remember Jon, too much of that and you’ll go to HELL!.. though I wonder if that fresh-faced youth found his way to the monastary, surrounded by men with no access to porn or if he pursued some other path.
You really should go easy on the White Lightning at that time of morning!
Frank Bruno says hi!
Actually Jon, you do appear to have Jeremy Beadle’s hand.
Reconstructive surgery mate – I am Lee Majors.
Lynda and I agree that their should really be a photo of the desecrated Badger up here somewhere
Lee Majors? The only thing remotely bionic about you is your beer gut, which certainly doesn’t look natural. And if you want a picture of my new look, speak to Troy – he took a particularly nice one of me the other week (skipping down the street). I’m sure he’d be happy to send you a copy – and for an extra fiver I’ll sign it for you. In the meantime, I’d say the Hitler clone from The Boys From Brazil is pretty close.
Ok, maybe not Lee Majors, perhaps more Bill Shatner.
Anyway, you’re a fine one to go on about beer-guts. Three words – pot, kettle, black!
Ooh, the gloves have come off! You don’t want to mess with a man who’s just given up smoking – I’m on the edge of insanity. And I can still see my feet.
BTW I’m at Si’s computer, and we have been drinking. Chubster.
You just wait, after a couple of months without the coffin nails knocking back the hunger pangs the sight of your Hobbit-like feet will be a distant memory. In fact, between your looks and your obsession with rings, I think you are a Hobbit.