Hugh Hefner is kinda gross. Well, maybe not kinda. He’s getting married again to some ersatz generic blonde barbie-lookin’ creature.
He’s 84 and has to eat a bottle of Viagra just to pork her.
This guy creeps me out. I feel like I need a shower every time I read about him. And the pajamas? Come on. I know it’s your “trademark” or whatever, but…I don’t know. They’re pretty gross, too. Um, what’s that stain?
I guess the playboy mansion’s a shithole that smells like piss, full of drunk, played-out celebs and porn stars with gray pubes. Read about it, but keep in mind you’ll need a shower afterward.