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Selfish men make the best lovers. They're prepared to invest in the women's pleasures so that they can collect an even bigger dividend for themselves


Here's an old one of the little bloke back when he was a fair bit chubbier and armed with a toothbrush. I reckon that he looks a little like a bond villain in this one. If so, what would be the title of the film?

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Roddy said…
Here's lookin' at you mister Bond!
Hi! Kris,
Nice photograph of Ezra, especially, with "your play" of
sunlight and shadow in the photograph.
Thanks, for sharing!
DeeDee ;-D
Sue said…
If he had a canvas in front of him, he would look like he was painting. He is using his 'brush for perspective! And he is a mobile painter...re: the set of wheels he is ensconced in! Classic!
Titles, perhaps...
"Dr. No...No....No...Nooooooo!!!"
"From Geilston Bay With Love"
"Paintfinger"
"The Man with the Golden Brush"
I know...I'm not very good at this!
The name? "Stop. or my dentist will shoot"!

Lovely photo.
Cheers.
Melbourne Daily Photo
Jackie said…
This is probably a sacreligious comment, but every time I look at this picture I think he's got something of the Tory grandee about him. I think he's about to start defending why getting a duck island on expenses is an absolutely appropriate use of taxpayers' money.
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, wrong movie.
Kris McCracken said…
DeeDee, that was the work of the blinds!
Kris McCracken said…
Sue, they're not too bad!
Kris McCracken said…
Jackie, he does have a land and gentry about him here! I never knew that we had an aristocratic strain in our blood.

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