Wagner's Fashion Sense Explained

Submitted by masterchev

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Saturday, 27 November 2010

Last night was horrible. As I was returning home, I realised I'd lost my keys at an Asian bar, where we were served by a 50-something year old man with a thick European accent.

All fine.

When we called, it turns out that the man in question never worked at that bar: he was simply collecting inspiration and selling the old balloon dog.

The next thing I know, it's tonight and I'm watching the X-Factor as Wagner goes and sings / murders another classic.

The thing I hate the most? I swear those are my flat keys hanging from his earlobes.

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