I have oft gazed upon the Andrew physiognomy with a certain disquieting unrest in my mind. That visage was strangely familiar. His very countenance divine did indeed shine forth upon our clouded hills. Did I know this man?
Today, I realised for the first time, why:
He is quite clearly Alfred E. Neuman incarnate, is he not!?
Okay, a little older and a little longer of hair, but he was clearly the ACTUAL Poster Boy for the well-known magazine figurehead. The kooky, gap-toothed smile cannot be concealed by the tawdry device of facial hair, nor the knowing glint in the eye by designer glasses.
Ian Andrew - MADman...
FBD.