Groovy, baby
I am now the proud owner of a Jason King icon. It had to be done. He can have a bitch-off with SPC and then he'll faint fifteen seconds into the punch-up.
This is him doing some investigating. With binocular glasses. On a tower made of comfy chairs and things and with a bucket of champagne by his side. Of course, he's mostly using the goggles to check out chicks (and presumably, Joel Fabiani) in skimpy swimsuits on the beach. And as usual, he has to show off his terrifying chest hair. I am dying.
Have some more terrifying 70s pimp Jason fashions:
*weeps* I still want to be him when I grow up. This is AMAZING.
This is him doing some investigating. With binocular glasses. On a tower made of comfy chairs and things and with a bucket of champagne by his side. Of course, he's mostly using the goggles to check out chicks (and presumably, Joel Fabiani) in skimpy swimsuits on the beach. And as usual, he has to show off his terrifying chest hair. I am dying.
Have some more terrifying 70s pimp Jason fashions:
*weeps* I still want to be him when I grow up. This is AMAZING.