I actually spotted Mr. Crispin Glover astride his beautiful Tom Crowther on Old Street earlier this week. The only challenge to his gleaming steed was his perfectly coiffed hair. Seriously no idea how he can ride and keep that razor sharp part and every hair in place spare that one lock that goes so fashionably astray.
I didn't say anything because I was a walkenger. And I thought fuck it, his ego's big enough.
I actually spotted Mr. Crispin Glover astride his beautiful Tom Crowther on Old Street earlier this week. The only challenge to his gleaming steed was his perfectly coiffed hair. Seriously no idea how he can ride and keep that razor sharp part and every hair in place spare that one lock that goes so fashionably astray.
I didn't say anything because I was a walkenger. And I thought fuck it, his ego's big enough.