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Topic Originator: OzPar
Date: Wed 15 Feb 23:09
Sad to report that the ever-beautiful Racquel Welch has died at the age of 82.
As a student, my bedroom window was framed with two huge posters. One of the gorgeous Norwegian actress Julie Ege from the film `Every home should have one`, the other of a scantily clad Racquel from the film `One Million Years BC`.
Both beauties are now dead. A timely reminder that the clock ticks for us all...
RIP pretty ladies.
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Topic Originator: Buspasspar
Date: Thu 16 Feb 08:26
Aye Times Winged Chariot .. Waits for no one OzPar
RIP Ladies
We are forever shaped by the Children we once were
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Topic Originator: parsfan
Date: Thu 16 Feb 08:42
Quote:
OzPar, Wed 15 Feb 23:09
Sad to report that the ever-beautiful Racquel Welch has died at the age of 82.
As a student, my bedroom window was framed with two huge posters. One of the gorgeous Norwegian actress Julie Ege from the film `Every home should have one`, the other of a scantily clad Racquel from the film `One Million Years BC`.
Both beauties are now dead. A timely reminder that the clock ticks for us all...
RIP pretty ladies.
Did it hide a man-sized hole leading to the sewers and freedom?
That`s the film I most associate her with, must introduce the kids to it.
Anyone remember:
We had joy we had fun
We had Raquel Welch`s bum
But the things we liked best
Were the two things on her chest
All of a sudden she`s not that much older than me*, didn`t seem that way when I was 8. That clock...
Edit: *miscalculated. Getting old.
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The universe is ruled by chance and indifference
Post Edited (Thu 16 Feb 09:58)
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Topic Originator: veteraneastender
Date: Thu 16 Feb 22:45
Back in the day when I first heard that her son had married Freddie Trueman’s daughter I thought it was a wind up !!!
Not so.
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Topic Originator: Parboiled
Date: Fri 17 Feb 12:43
Bowled her over, she was quite a catch!
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Topic Originator: Buspasspar
Date: Fri 17 Feb 18:04
I was stumped as well vee
We are forever shaped by the Children we once were
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