Third page and still no Hiney Art?
Standards round this place are slipping.
Standards round this place are slipping.
I keep going back to that image, drawn like a rubbernecker at an horrendous car crash, and trying to image the conversation in the shop.
Kemy: So you don't think this outfit will make me look like a complete ****?
Shop assistant: Oh no sir. Most certainly not.
Kemy: So the skin tight leggings and the leopard print patches on my thigh and mid-rift don't make me look like an utter bellend?
Shop assistant: Sir! Of course not.
Kemy: Do you have a hat?