Where words go to die (In 140 characters or more).
Wednesday, 29 May 2013
On a shopping mission (or, Children Of The Quorn)
I couldn't think of anything funny to say about this; it writes its own jokes.
It's the dark overlord of goth Wayne Hussey doing his shopping.
You're welcome.
It's, admittedly, breaking the mystique of the rock star as living on booze and drugs and the sheer force of rock'n'roll, but in my mind, it's cute. Even if, as ever, his sartorial sense leaves a lot to be desired!
I present Fadeout on Phoenix Radio and Cruel Britannia's Haunted Wardrobe on Radio Nightbreed. I'm a goth DJ and a pain in the ass. I also have too many words to keep in my head, so they end up here.
It's, admittedly, breaking the mystique of the rock star as living on booze and drugs and the sheer force of rock'n'roll, but in my mind, it's cute. Even if, as ever, his sartorial sense leaves a lot to be desired!
ReplyDeleteSo help me, no matter how many times I look at this *ALL* I can think of is "holy shit, that store's aisles are HUGE!"
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