This is supposedly a photo of Doug Stowe:
This, on the other hand, is supposedly a photo of Michael Fortune:
Has anyone ever seen these two men in the same room at the same time?
-Steve
This is supposedly a photo of Doug Stowe:
This, on the other hand, is supposedly a photo of Michael Fortune:
Has anyone ever seen these two men in the same room at the same time?
-Steve
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Steve,
Yes. I think it was on a re-run of "What's My Line"....<gr>
-Jerry
Having known Doug for about 30 years, I can say that the first photo is definitely Doug and the second isn't.
Ha! You've just illustrated (graphically) the "old man syndrome". All of us look radically different when we're 20, but as we age nature conspires to merge our individual characteristics - you lose your hair, facial hair becomes necessary to balance the bald head, and wrinkles obscure the musculature and bone structure differences in our faces.
David (who is well on his way to homogenization with the rest of the male population)
David,
".....but as we age nature conspires to merge our individual characteristics....."
Speak for yoursen, old dog. Although I yam 60 years of age, I am still a boy and look just like I did when I was 15. (No I don't).
Of course it is possible to distinguish oneself from other grey olde pharts by means of one's garb. As the gimmers around here tend to gravitate to bland fawn-coloured stuff of a 1950s cut, I divorce myself from their herd by donning garish trouser of vivid-colour, not to mention strange-motif. (The green & orange with chilli peppers is one favourite; also the baggy-black with brilliant tropical fish aswarm).
Then there is the T-shirt with an unsettling message and/or logo upon it. A current favorite is one with a Cheshire cat grinning a bit, with the advice printed beneath that, "The Best Things in Life Have Fleas".
Now, it is necessary to adopt a studied ignorance concrning the jeers, catcalls and other friendly advice from passing children of the parish. One cannot afford to be a fashion-victim nor harbur a hanker towards any kind of conformity. So, this technique should go down well in the YooEssAi then.
However, if one cannot resist a retort toward a catcaller the following exchange may be used as a model for winning the verbal encounter:
"Mocking cudlip person: "Haw haw, lookit them ridiklus troosers on that gimmer"!
Sartorially-splendid gimmer: "Ha! I may change the trooser for a fawn pair sporting neat creases but what are you able to do about that geet ugly thang on top o' yer neck"!?
Lataxe, sartorially magnificent (according to one aesthetic rote at least).
Edited 5/14/2009 6:31 am ET by Lataxe
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