Monday, 27 September 2010

Channeling

I remember the glory days or raquet'd sports, when they were to be played by lady-like ladies and gentle, although somewhat hedonistic, gentlemen. Remember those times? People wanted a sport they could play whilst enjoying a cigar or glass of sherry. Fred Perry was a man who enjoyed the high life. He was a wiff waff stud before his tennis career. Wiff Waff Brothers like him, and his mad style. He had those shirts before chavs did, and he looked remarkably smarter in them. He dated british actresses and british models and AMERICAN actresses, too. Ritzy. He was the world's no. 1 tennis ace for 5 years, and was an ace in the clubs where smart attire, loose women and bountiful good vibes flowed for a long time, as well. Wait, a club like that sounds very similar to a certain East London establishment good looking people attend on a friday night. Is it possible that the Wiff Waff Brothers themselves channel the ghost of their spiritual leader? Yes. No need for theories an conspiracies here. Wiff Waff Brothers party all week round and everybody loves them for it. Enjoy this picture of Uncle Fred and imagine yourself dressed like him or making out with someone dressed like him, drinking his drinks and having his talent when you come this friday night.

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