May contain a heavy dose of Jim Kerr
The celebrations have been happening later than its actual official release date (from my own research into its release that I conducted – which to me implied the release date of 15 May – but what the fork do I know about Simple Minds, right? Stupid upstart johnny-come-lately that doesn’t even seem to like them…
OD-ing on this sweaty, snake-hipped absolute sex god adonis. Gorgeousness of Glasgow. I just…need him today. You make it go away, and you make it worse all at the same time. I adore you, and I don’t care if you think me a lunatic. Well, I do. And you no doubt do. So be it….
I’ve missed him so much! It has been a looooong year! Jim, I love you. You make me want to be alive.
Been fannying around tonight…doing silly stuff and just…playing…keeping the creative juices flowing…
Today I will be mostly trying to spot nipple on a rather resplendent and rippled chest. Ooh I do love a skinny boy. YES! It is not lost on me the irony… But I can’t help what I like to be aesthetically pleasing. The fact that I am a washed out old hag with tits…
How I’d *want* to look smoking… How I’d actually be! (Except, of course, nowhere NEAR as funny as Lucille Ball)
I *had* to do something with this image…I just had to! This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License
Was watching the Rockpalast gig from Cologne, 1982, earlier. Celebrate came on and I was already thinking “here we go!”…then the lovely thigh-rubbing action I had forgotten about happened. Grrr! Haven’t made a gif for a long while, but I had to make this clip of Jim in full sweaty, thigh-rubbing glory. Nom nom nom!!!
I know it’s Love Song again. But it’s Countdown. It’s Oz…and Boy with the man-bag and looking ridiculously uber cool and sexy as fuck! And next week’s Kerrsday Thursday I’ll be back in Blighty, freezing my tits off (which I kind of prefer anyway! Lol. I mean, not freezing my tits off – but feeling…
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Look at him! Barely 10 minutes into the gig and he’s exhausted! Rat bag! Lol (the Aussie slang is creeping back in now I’m going back home. Lol)