I’m well fucking hard. I wear 58 hole ox blood docs all the way up to my pants. 9 tone sta-prest and a persil white Ben Sherman button down to show off the spilled blood better. I compliment that with a Crombie over the top with the lining pulled out of the breast pocket and held in place with an antique stud commemorating 617 squadron’s famous dam buster raids and the sinking of the Tirpitz. On my head I wear a leather pork pie hat with the brim turned up and a razor tucked into the lining at the back. In the summer months I ditch the crombie and usually sport a Harrington with Prince of Wales check lining. I leave the bazooka at home except for woolwich, chavs, West Ham, and Liverpool away. I’m not fucking stupid - I don’t want to get nicked.
So anytime mate, anytime.
......Dad??????