Noddy. A young Noddy Holder from Slade.
He could just loosen his braces, slip the plaids down a bit, make me “feel the noise,” then hoist things back up and just go right back to rockin’. It’s all good by me.
I’m going to bet good money that when he pulls down his britches, batches and batches of glitter just fly right out.
Anybody got a time machine?