BondCapCon - You Were Expecting Someone Else?...

Moore: "Does this thing have a cigar holder?"
Lewis Gilbert (shouting from the back): "Rog darling...she's on the bonnet beside you". :roll:

:twisted: oh yes...

I can hear Colin Chapman now - "Get those damned heels off my car, you stupid woman!!!!"

And while you're at it - "Get your arse off the wing mirror, man!!!"

Roger: "Darling, keep smiling at the cameras, but when we get back, I'm going to put you across my knee"
Anya: "Why?"
Roger: "You've got the heels on my car"
Anya: "I promise it was an... accident!"
Roger: (Cocks eyebrow and attempts to cover his crotch with his leg)

(To prevent people seeing his erection)

FieldsMan wrote:

Roger: (Cocks eyebrow and attempts to cover crotch with leg)

Wait wait, so he grabs her leg and covers his crotch with it? Or does he cover her crotch with his leg?

Louis Armstrong wrote:

FieldsMan wrote:

Roger: (Cocks eyebrow and attempts to cover crotch with leg)

Wait wait, so he grabs her leg and covers his crotch with it? Or does he cover her crotch with his leg?

No I think he cover his own crotch with his own leg. :suspect:

Babs, you know theres something else of mine thats white, sleek and provides plenty of thrust. Care to sit on that too?

Ravenstone wrote:

And while you're at it - "Get your arse off the wing mirror, man!!!"

And there was me thinking Sir Rog's smirk was down to having Ms. Bach in close proximity.

Now you know the truth.

Mind you, a Lotus anything is enough to get me smirking

Well I'll get this moving I suppose. Gentlemen, ladies, etc the winner of this latest effort is Mr Colly...Colly.

colly wrote:

Babs, you know theres something else of mine thats white, sleek and provides plenty of thrust. Care to sit on that too?

er, over to you friend

though I mightve been on a winner with that 'un. ;)

Heres a latter day Rog/car piece...

'Hmmm ... y' know, I never got to drive this in any of my Bonds. And the rental fee is only a giant cardboard 2 cent Euro piece? How very reasonable ... there you go, my good man'.

"Want my 2 cents worth? QoS was tripe, there you go."

or

"Thanks for buffing out that scratch the Pro Foie Gras protesters made on the old Aston..cheers!"

"Scashy, here's your tip."

*bump*

Judging soon?

Allright then - I give it to Hilly for his Scashy jibe. :)

colly wrote:

Allright then - I give it to Hilly for his Scashy jibe. :)

Yes, going on a limb with a seemingly obscure MI6 KTBEU reference :)

thank ye kindly Colly and after a quick search...why not...

Shirley gets ignored as the conversation focuses on Sean's absolutely divine jumpsuit and do they do it in gold latex daahling?

Ever the gentleman, Fleming hides his displeasure that Conners and Shirley REALLY haven't dressed for dinner.

colly wrote:

"And then I said, Noel, you know what I'm going to do? I'm going to have sex with your wife.

For some bizarre reason he didn't seem to mind."

I know Coward didn't marry, but don't let that get in the way of a punchline

Sean puts on a brave face as he tries to free his b*lls from the the old cotton hammock.
Nobody really notices....

hmm, well judging is going to be tricky...if only you could all be winners

copyright Bruce Forsyth

anyway, i'll judge...do the judging shortly.

seriously it was a toughie, all going well with the image but the one that just seemed to go with it was this one

Vesper wrote:

"And then I said, Noel, you know what I'm going to do? I'm going to have sex with your wife.

For some bizarre reason he didn't seem to mind."

Inspired.

Er...over to you Vesper and well done to all and sundry.

Vesper, you out there?

If not then Hilly might have to choose another winner..