I don't have a clue where all my last shaves came from and even more mystified how I have managed to pluck this one from out of my backside. Guess this is what happens when I just make it all up.
Possibly being the reality is I am a bearded weirdo with a lot of shaving shite.
So where my last shave came themed with something to do with extracting things from my rear end, this one appears themed, 'Plucking my bottom'
A plucking great razor - Stainless Mongoose
Plucking hell that's sharp - Schick Proline
A plucker of a brush - AP Shaving 24mm Cashmere
Plucked and creaming - MDC Fougere
You balmy plucker - Collagen
Fucking great scent - Floris Jermyn
'I asked for a chicken which has been plucked and I get a girl dressed as a plucking chicken'
'I'll stay clear of this one though'
The return of the God razor. As I mentioned in reply to an observation made by
@LeeMaz ,the thing about the Goose is it just delivers time after time with minimum fuss and effort. Not only that, it delivers excellence every time. This evening was no different. One plucking wonderful shave. Smooth, close, perfect. Quite the polar opposite of myself. So Mrs Satanfriendly keeps telling me. Or so I assume the words 'you're a twat' sway towards.
Since I was unusually out of order in leaving you high and dry and devoid of some Japanese ladies on my previous SOTD effort, I shall try my hardest not to be so disappointing this time around.
Some early Baby Metal and their quite spectacular Road to Resistance....
A kind of kindergarten Rammstein
And I love you all