No Fear. Plugga. It’s a 90s combo you might never have known existed - but now you know that you need.
It shouldn’t be a shock that a man who feared no man, no beer and no meat pie had the head honcho’s of No Fear ringing his phone constantly for a colab.
Collar down, gorilla like grip on the Sherrin so tight you can see the air escaping the stitching and valve. Plugga, like he so often did, means business here.
Perfect for a home gym set up, when you feel like you’re finished your set… Take a glance over at Plugga and you’ll quickly find out there’s room for one more.
Similar to the beer fridge. You’re letting the slab beat ya as you retreat off to bed because you’ve got work tomorrow? Footy tomorrow? Gotta mow the lawns?? Ah, just imagine you’re telling ol’ Plugga here that… That’s what we thought. Go crack another one, champ.
We've got two. No more. So we mean it when we say - get them while you can.