By Smaktakula
“Goodbye, My Old Enemy. This Laser Will Shred You From Jug To Jewels.”
“And I’m Supposed To Be Scared–Is That Your Game?”
“Scared? My Dear Mr. Bond–You Don’t Even Know The Meaning Of Fear!”
“Actually, I’m Pretty Sure I Do. Isn’t That When You’re Really, Really Frightened?”
. . .
“Well Played, Mr. Bond.”
Promethean Times 
What do you think Blofeld did with that laser when he wasn’t using it to kill people? Did he use it to cut open cantaloupes? Did he earn some money by scrapping cars? Was he carving his name in to the moon? Was he using it to scratch some hard to reach itches?
Hey, where’s Mini Me?…
LOL It still cracks me up how the bad guy always monologues and tells Bond EVERYTHING in the sure and certain knowledge that he’s seconds from death. Or not, as the case may be…
Totally. And seriously, if the job is that important (and I think a pretty strong case can be made that if you’re an arch-villain, killing 007 is high-priority task), then STICK AROUND until he’s dead. Time and time again, this one’s gonna come around and bite you.
James Bond is always cool in my book..(and Sean Connery was one of the best Bonds!)
Yeah, I’m fond of 007. I think Connery was my favorite, but that may have more to do with the plots of the newer movies in which Remington Steele played Bond. And then that one guy never got a chance–Timothy Dalton. Dalton’s first Bond movie, “The Living Daylights,” was the first Bond film fully from the post-sexual revolution era–the safe-sex/AIDS era, and it was a big deal that Bond would only be bedding one vixen in the film.