You getting sucked into picnicism? Sun’s out, let’s go to the park, let’s have a fucking picnic… That’s the sketch. And what can you say? “Baby, I’m getting real hyped by T. J. Hooker reruns right now“? I mean, I totally would, it’s criminally underrated… Read More
When I was a kid, I worked in a cycle helmet factory. I sat all day in a business park making straps, sticking on stickers and ultimately assembling shoddy, polystyrene headgear. It was shit. It was made all the more shitter by the fact that… Read More
How much shit does a bro need to carry around? I’m thinking maybe a Macbook, some smokes, maybe a book, a pen, a phone? The makers of this thing seem to have different target. You know, the kind of bro that has to get somewhere… Read More
Sometimes it’s tough being a steezmonger. Single mums, ethnic minorities and the poor are very successful in accessing the nation’s reserves of sympathy. I just think we should occasionally spare a thought for the wardrobely challenged. Bros too shy to speak out and who sadly,… Read More
If there are two words that are nauseating enough on their own, but when combined create a truly universal vulgarity, it’s ‘sports’ and ‘sandal’.
