Mind you, one has to draw the line somewhere I spose. Like that ‘Doop Doop’ choon someone posted earlier (should be banned for that really); it’s just shit. And Jive Bunny; why weren’t they ever convicted of anything?
A mate of mine had the misfortune to see some bloke on the Tube in the Eighties, playing this very loudly on a portable stereo:
I know, I know. But you think that’s bad enough?
He was reading a copy of Razzle.
On the Tube. 😯
I mean, you’ve got to ask questions, jolly well have not you?
I think it was at Earl’s Court. I once saw a lady with no knickers on, there, but that’s another story.