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Showing posts with label Max Wall. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Max Wall. Show all posts
Wednesday, 15 January 2014
Bad hair day
When I eventually looked in the mirror this morning, two words appeared in my mind: Max Wall.
Here's a mix of various sketches someone has put on Youtube: a wonderful showcase of his facial expressions, voice and movements, my hair reference being towards the end . . .
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