Smallman1 the smell of testosterone and money in the 80s. Might switch over to it one of these days.

    An absolute must.

    I’ve been rocking it for years, the smell of success.

    Smallman1 I’ll tell you this for nothing, Sauvage is a wonderful fragrance.

    A pound and a half of Lincolnshires crackling away on the barbecue?

    Couldn’t agree more!

      Sit back and relax MC, the masters are at work!

      MC being treated to an absolute clinic!

      Dave and Ed rolling into a thread

      Had Ed down as a Joop! man I have to admit

      Used to rock this in the late 90s, had the lovelies swooning!

      Ed ledging the bants, kitchen sinking it, covering up the intense broccoli smell with Versace Blue Jeans?

      No wonder they call him OL’ LEDGY SUAVER.

        Touch of class by Dave using Ed’s full Christian Name On the day of the Jubilee. 🥹

        Someone call 999, there’s an OLB and Dave on fire!

        Johnny getting a hero’s reception on Jeff Beck’s UK tour. Kate in attendance too. No sign of Amber Turd who is going to try to crowdsource the $15m. Good luck!

        The Ed and Bigfella collaboration was the equivalent of walking into a squat and getting a ferociously sharp stench of urine and excrement in one nauseating blast .

          As Tina Turner so wonderfully sang, we were “simply the best, better than aaaaaaaaall the rest.”

          Oh right. My understanding was that both of you were universally lambasted.

          Also : Tina Turner is a fucking scumbag.

            seanc80 like a grainy image from the 1970s. Saville and Glitter smiling into the camera with a star struck child sat between them. An horrific combo that brought misery upon thousands.

              Whinged like fuck but wouldn’t lift a finger to help is my memory

              The word that best describes me and BF aside from legendary?

              Insufferable!

              11 days later

              She’s being so ridiculously batshit I’m starting to wonder if it’s not all some absurd piece of paid performance art.

                Personally, I was relieved to learn he didn’t actually have scissors for fingers.