Several leopards were killed for the sake of this coat. And don’t even get me started on the tie dye leggings. Yes that’s right – tie dye AND leggings. Dear God.
No wonder this little guy is so fucked off.
Leave my fur alone you fool.
Dinosaur Mohican would like to meet….
ooo that looks like an interesting flavoured yoghurt
This lady is the female version of the dino mohawk man that I snapped in February and they live in the same area. I’ve always fancied myself as a Sarah Beeny type matchmaker….
Loving her starry feminine touch.
Dudette
Filed under Quality food
I believe in a thing called love….
… just listen to the rhythm of my heart. Whatever happened to The Darkness? Last I heard of them was this:
(I have the sweatband that Justin’s wearing in the vid. Yep i’m rock and roll)
Anyway, the reason that I got sidetracked into thinking about The Darkness was because of this couple that I spotted on my way home. They had just been to see Ghost The Musical. Yes I know what you are thinking, “Why would anyone want to see Ghost The Musical???”Well I have no idea either.
I must confess that I am in fact a fan of musical theatre and film, my favourite movie of all time is High Society, as a child I used to dream that i’d one day turn into Grace Kelly, but alas that has yet to happen. Life can be cruel.
However, I do not understand all these movie musicals that seem to be hitting the West End. Ghost the film didn’t have a hint of sing song so why turn it into a musical? This dude must seriously love his lady, my other half wouldn’t come to that with me even though he loves me. He’d rather stick pins in his eyes and ears.
What a magnificent performance. What next? Legally Blonde?
Hell yes. I believe in love.
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Bulging Briefcase
Owww can someone please tell the train driver to turn the volume down on the announcer on the FFC Bedford-St. Pancras train. My ears hurt. There’s no need to shout Train Driver. We know that we’ve stopped at Elstree.
And can someone tell the guy with the irritating cough to shut up because Mr Briefcase Bonzo is not happy about it. I don’t care if you’re choking to death dude, Mr BB is trying to read his very important magazine and you’re interrupting his concentration. Thank you.
p.s I’ve looked inside his briefcase and there is nothing remotely work related in there. Poser. Although it does look better than a Sainsbury’s carrier bag I suppose.
p.p.s It reminds me of the time that I needed a briefcase for school. My poor step father took me to Peter Jones to get one. He first chose a plastic cheap one, I was having none of it. Then he chose the wrong colour, cue a massive tantrum. He finally had to buy a stupidly priced one just to calm me down. Sorry for being a pretentious spoilt brat.
Filed under Commute, Pretentious
I believe I can fly (well I can’t, my ears aren’t big enough apparently)
This is my first post after finally getting a new camera phone. It’s like Christmas, or my birthday but even better because I have something that I love and that I’ve waited patiently for since I put my old iPhone into the washing machine on New Years Day. Yeehaw.
I’m currently on a train into London and have spotted this generously eared gentleman (does generously eared make sense? Perhaps it should be generously OF ear?) and it’s reminded me of some childhood trauma that I have yet to discuss with a therapist.
When I was little my Mother and my brother used to tell me that they would go flying together at night because they both had big ears, a la Dumbo. I used to plead to go with them but sadly I was not allowed because my ears were not big enough. I even tugged at my ears a few times to see if they would stretch but quickly gave that up because it was too painful.
Looking back I can now see how ridiculous that was, why on earth would anyone want MASSIVE ears? I’m stressed enough by my gigantic snozzle without having to add Dumbo ears into the mix. So, to Mum and bro – you can go on flying over the world at night. I’m not jealous anymore. Well, maybe just a little bit.
Filed under little things
Dinosaur Mohican
Since snapping this young dude on the Northern Line i’ve had dinosaur images stuck in my mind. After trawling through dino pics on google I now know why. Separated at birth? I think so.
Dude on the Northern Line
The mighty Albertosaurus
Doyouthinkhesaurus
On another note – when I typed in ‘dinosaur mohican’ into google it came up with this dude? Someone please explain to my why?
Crazier than Boris but not as hot
Filed under Commute, little things
…and a tickly under there
Another gem from my secret vault of snappy snaps.
chortle chortle
Daniel Day-Lewis in Room With A View? (less hair obvs)
How frightfully funny
Love this mustachioed gent that i spotted late December – yes he wasn’t even sporting the hairy lip just for Movember, it’s his real life furry friend. Sweet. It reminds me of this little Squirmly that I used to have.
Wormly the Squirmly
(Hurry up 4 March – really really really need a new camera phone…. perhaps this is God’s way of punishing me for taking pics on the sly of you all. Could be worse, He could have jabbed a stick in my eye.)
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