Yesterday's shave in readiness for a last day of work for this year. This one arrives complete with the theme, 'Dear Father Christmas'
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Father Christmas - Stainless Mongoose
Saint Nicks - Kai Titan mild
Santa's clauses - Hive-2
Some bearded twat - MDC Rose
'Oh bloody hell! All this trash from the Emporium'
Dear Farther Kristmas
I hav been a gud boy all yere hand for Kristmas I wud lik a lot of things to shave wit becos my mummy saze she dosnt lik my daddy when he is all harey. She also saze she liks to shave the cat but he is still flufy so I do not now which cat she meens.
Tuday to be gud boy I usde my dadys shaving stuf and I ad a grate shav. I lik the sope which smels lik flowers and I brush it all over my feaces wit a nice litel brush. I dont think he will be happi tho becos I think dady ment faces.
When everything wiz white I shavd it all away wit a Mongoose. It was grate. The Mongoose wasnt very happi. Butt I did hav a grate shav and mi mummy saze I hav a face smooth like mi baby brutha botom. Then agen I am only 6 yeres old anyway.
Can I hav sum Lego pleese? Mi dadi hav lots of shavin stuff to keep evryone happi for evar and evar. Or so mummi saze.
Thank yu
Satanfriendly agde 6
And to finish on a song by the Beaver which goes a long way to prove you don't even need chords at all to play the guitar. And we used to say 'Punk, because there is no fourth chord'. Uh, old hat now