Was with a mate of mine last weekend who had the displeasure of being the recipient of one of Wanky’s very average tattoos a few years back . In polite small talk he asked Wanky a bit about his background to which Wanky proudly replied “armed robbery!”
Wanky certainly has the ability to put his customers at ease in the chair, once a twit always a twit, only difference these days is the megaphone.
Imagine letting that illiterate little scum bag anyway near your bare skin with a tattooing kit, I’d rather let my 93 year old mother give me a tattoo with a rusty blunt darning needle and a bottle of Quink.
He’s absolutely vile. However, from an entertainment aspect, I have to say that some of his films have me in
bleeping stitches, they really do.
His latest films are all done with the addition of a selfie stick that he swaps from hand to hand, as he walks across the fields, pretending he’s Julie
bleeping Andrews. They’re
bleeping hilarious.
He’s still a clueless bastard though, and probably mentally unstable.