He who is unable to live in society, or who has no need because he is sufficient for himself, must be either a beast or a god.
Step aside Paris Hilton, we have a new diva in town!
Every day, in every way, Ez just keeps getting better and better.
So there I was, arm hooked up to the machine, watching my plasma swirl away into a bag while the morning news dribbled across the screen like a bad fever dream. And what were they showing? A "riot" in Melbourne, allegedly. The sort of riot where the real thugs wear body armour, carry pepper spray and look like they just walked off the set of RoboCop. The people they were beating? A ragtag crew of teenagers and old hippies—probably fresh out of a drum circle, still smelling of patchouli. But sure, let's call it a riot. Now, here's where it really gets good. I mentioned this spectacle to a few people later, thinking maybe they'd share my outrage or, at the very least, give a damn. But no. What did I get instead? A smirk, a chuckle, and—oh, the pièce de résistance—"You should really just let it go." Let it go? Yeah, let me uncork a nice, overpriced cup of coffee, sit back with my legs crossed, and soak in the latest reality TV trash. Why bother caring when ...
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Ez looks completely different. I guess it is the yellow colour of his diapers and the huge sunglasses that do the trick.
Whatever may be the reason, Ez really does know how to court the camera. That smile is a killer!!!
The shades look cool on the dude. Getting ready for the future. Traveling incognito.
His smile is what I liked most!!!