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A very warm welcome to you gentile folk and may a take a little time to introduce myself before I proceed with stories of my shaving escapades over the last two evening's.
My name is Mr Chris and I am the alter ego of Satanfriendly. Everyone needs another side and someone to act as a counter balance. For example, Ghengis Kahn and the virgin Mary, or Mrs Satanfriendly and Sophia Loren. So here I am Mr Chris
Apparently I am by lore required to give my shaving report a theme. So with no further delay I shall theme these shaves, 'My shaves'
Monday
A government health warning. Do not place the ends of safety pins which have been up your posterior in your mouth. This has been issued on behalf of the national medical board. Thank you
Tuesday
My razor - Stainless Mongoose
My blade - Schick Proline
My brush - Highlander Marine AFC
My soap - Bath House Spanish fig and nutmeg
My moisturiser - Collagen
My perfume - ADP Absolut
'Oh no! Just as Mr Satanfriendly was about to show me a damn good sexy time he reappears as some overly nice chap. Well fuck him'
A most bodacious of shaves and an absolutely blinding show from the Bath House soap. Unfortunately the matching EDC abides over in Yorkshire so a similar sweet and sickly scent was very much the order of the evening. Treacle it was.
The very fine Mongoose did a mighty fine job of removing my facial hair and I was as smooth as a dolphins penis by the end of my blessed sink time. Grinning all the way to Chester. Cats in tow.
Have a most smashing night one and all and may all your dreams be wet ones
So it is that time of my shave when I am apparently obliged to leave you with some Indonesian girly metal music. So I depart this shave with some of those Voice of Baceprot ladies
Satanfriendly? He's a pillock