Super 8mm colour cine projector: Kidnapped. 1979.This is like something along similar lines that I used to get extremely excited about when Dad used his cine projector to play a black and white Gregory Peck film called Marooned. I thought the film, played large and proud, and shaking and blurred, off my bedroom wall was absolutely amazing. Then again, I was 10 years old, and it was 1972.
I heard his surgeon took both buttocks to replace his cheeks.He also told the tale of his plastic surgeon not having to take skin from his backside to repair his forehead, because of taking collagen. Another tall tale from Pinocchio Pete.
That was the reason I said it. I guess I was a bit too cryptic!That's because no one expects the spanish inquisition.
To torture you now would be simple - strap you to a chair and force you to watch IW.
I had something better than that when I was a kid in the early 70s!
IW have missed a trick today, they should have had Natalia on this evening, and do a Halloween Special.
Wonder if the press are at Chez Jacks yet or not, any idea what TV Region she would be in, Would be a laugh to watch.
Happy Halloween
Nether Regions…IW have missed a trick today, they should have had Natalia on this evening, and do a Halloween Special.
Wonder if the press are at Chez Jacks yet or not, any idea what TV Region she would be in, Would be a laugh to watch.
Happy Halloween
Oh man, was anything more exciting in school than when the TV trolley got wheeled in?!
…of course, the teacher wouldn't have a clue how to work it —"JUST CLUNK DOWN 'PLAY' ON THE MACHINE, MISS - NO THAT WON'T BREAK IT, IT'S HOW IT WORKS!!!!"— and once that hurdle was cleared, the remote would've fallen out of the caddy on the way to class so they couldn't turn it to the right channel.
Usually, by the time we were actually watching whatever it was we'd see about 10 mins of it before the 'end of class' bell cut in.