Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Frontier town fondness

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  1. there's no wrong side of 50 actually....

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  2. Sadly, I appear to have deleted the 'sans pareil' images of Oly loitering, with intent, nearby a Class 460 with a pair of green Primark knickers in his teeth.

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  3. That brick should be in that fucking coppers fat gob

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  4. it looks like an edited scene from the would-be parody based on the Simon Pegg's awesome portrayal of Sgt Angel

    *ting*

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  5. Would you check out the green Bedford CF in that pic - awesome. Why is it that Adidas tops - despite being the epitome of sports' casual cool - never aunting well fit in a Frontier Town...?

    FMS

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  6. Oi - basest, I'm claiming my £20 spotters fee, ain't that a still from This Is England, awesome CLASH track, you uber-deviant and aunt at large...

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  7. i was more concerned with the hooded geezer riding the half man,half horse thing cunningly disguised as an asbo winner in the background immediately behind the kid sportin the V and the blokey in the anorak with the baldy heeeed - but thats just me!
    (,)(,)

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  8. Half man, half whores. That's Frontier Towns for you.

    Beeching had so much to answer for. Not least his aversion to asparagus.

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  9. Isn't that a classic English afternoon delicacy - a naked as god intended Soreen malt-loaf just in front of Plod's right boot? No wonder he's grinning, the tawt, he's looking forward to pigging out on that fruity stodge down at the station between hands of poker and keeping the towels wet just in case a bit of old fashioned 'restraint' is needed.

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