It's that time of year when I pay a gardener to come and do some heavy overhaul on my garden.
Alas, I have never yet secured the services of this fine-looking chap.
His hairy crack and delightful winkie would make delicious additions to my garden.
Who needs ornaments if you have a gardener like him carrying out your every command?
The internal shots are equally pleasing, with that lovely stretched torso being perfectly complemented by this relaxed chair shot:
Even when he's, er, excited, his willy retains a delightful air of managability about it.
Something that, judging by the look of satisfaction on his face, he's only too pleased with:
Let's finish with the close-up, a delightful juxtaposition of hard perkiness and hairy loucheness:
Don't you want to just dive in and make him all happy-wriggly-snuggly? I'm now wondering if I should try a different garden centre this year.
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WOW, now there's a guy who knows how (not) to trim his bush!
How refreshing, how exiting!
I wonder what that unusual looking fruit he is holding in the first shot it?
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