I would love to go back in time to 1987, put on a grey and black geometric sweater and crisp white jockstrap, and look at these prints by candlelight while suckling at the prick of my 19 year old houseboy Levi. It could (or did) happen.
No insight on Mr. Fox except that based on the fella in jeans, Ron had a thing for Kirk Cameron. I was too busy struggling to follow the plot of Growing Pains to notice such things.
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