He’s a badass English bloke reveling in decadent biker squalor. Kicking back with a case of Carlsberg Special Brew Talls his stoner bud Otto brought over, The Paco Camino Man relaxes after a tough day in a Brixton bar whistling at hot chicks and even playing some grab-ass. By relaxing, he means reading the newspaper, blasting Motorhead & Angel Witch records at high volumes and hanging with his roughrider lady friend Charlotte who’s looking fine as always in her tight designer jeans, high heels and rockin’ Girlschool t-shirt. The Paco Camino Man: confident enough to hang a Charles & Diana picture on the wall, yet unafraid to kick the shit out of anyone who has a problem with him leaving greasy chopper parts and metal albums all over the floor.
Sunday, January 22, 2012
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I would rate this post an 11 on a scale from 1 to 10.
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