He's a shadow of his former self. No longer the vibrant full of life guy I remember from the nineties. Whatever happened to that nice, clean-shaved guy we all admired....till we heard of Fantasy Island of course.
Well of course we have to allow for the wear and tear of living all those years with a shrew, whom I doubt he would have ever been able to tame. No wonder he looked to escape on the Epstein Express whenever he could.
But in the end, the love you take, is equal to the love you make. So I guess it works out. Poor Bill.
