If he really wanted to make BIG news, he'd have married an older, attractive but somewhat matronly woman with intellect, personality, an inability to say "like" after every third word, all God-given parts and talents in parts of the house outside the bedroom.
This "news" will, like the duration of his coming marriage, be a flash in the pan.
Some see Hef's "conquests" as admirable, but I think there's something very "ewww" about having sex with someone who is old enough to be your great granddaughter.
Age is only a number, in Hefner's case so large as to be written in scientific notation. When I was a young idiot (as opposed to an old idiot) I thought Hef was cool. All the babes, all the parties, the jet, the mansion, hanging around with James Caan and Steely Dan; he was the man. Now he's just a pathetic old lecherous bastard and a laughing stock. He should have OD'd thirty years ago.
The Blog: A compendium of thoughts on politics, world affairs, economics, pop culture and social issues, from the center right perspective of me a University of Virginia graduate who spent a career in the world's greatest Navy keeping my mouth shut about politics and social issues (ok, publicly keeping it shut). Those days are over! I've also invited a few friends to join in, so pull up a chair and chime in where you will. Keep it clean, civil, concise and relevant.
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If he really wanted to make BIG news, he'd have married an older, attractive but somewhat matronly woman with intellect, personality, an inability to say "like" after every third word, all God-given parts and talents in parts of the house outside the bedroom.
This "news" will, like the duration of his coming marriage, be a flash in the pan.
Some see Hef's "conquests" as admirable, but I think there's something very "ewww" about having sex with someone who is old enough to be your great granddaughter.
Hey, I started writing about the same thing yesterday! My question is, while I can certainly guess her motivation, what in the world is his?
Age is only a number, in Hefner's case so large as to be written in scientific notation.
When I was a young idiot (as opposed to an old idiot) I thought Hef was cool. All the babes, all the parties, the jet, the mansion, hanging around with James Caan and Steely Dan; he was the man. Now he's just a pathetic old lecherous bastard and a laughing stock. He should have OD'd thirty years ago.
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