Most importantly: Penthouse still exists? Shocker. For those gentle readers who are under 35 or get their smutty fripperies from the internetz/Playboy/sitting on the Highline and gazing at the Standard's windows, Penthouse is the publication that brought (brings?) us reader letters that run along these lines:
Dear Penthouse,
I am of middling looks and intellect. This unbelievable smokin' lady showed up and we banged six ways from sunday in a deserted elevator. I left feeling reinvigorated and masculinized.
With junk in hand,
Tom
ps: She was my wife's sister
[All photos by Nate 'Igor' Smith for The Village Voice. NSFW.]
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