Apparently back in the day, Charles Bronson's evenings consist of hanging out at a piano bar, driving home very fast in a big sedan, grabbing a pipe, removing his shirt, and then dousing himself with some kind of what I assume is a scented talcum powder.
I kept waiting for some winsome lass to show up, but no. It must all just be part of Chuck's "me time."
Via YesButNoButYes
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