Congratulations to Maxim Magazine on their 100th issue. As a charter subscriber, and your average run of the mill chauvinistic misogynistic neanderthal I applaud you irreverant debaucherous take on tings . Kudos good men, kudos!... for focusing on the things that really matter. Nay politics, nay social revolution... but the important things in life that make my cogswell cog and my spacely sprocket...Women, Beer, and Gadgets.EE-Aw!!!
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Mind altering special collector's edition- thats what passes for mind altering? What kind of dope do you need to smoke to have your mind altered by Maxim?
Collector's Edition? Great, more clutter for all the moms to clean up in their forty-year-old sons' basements.
Seriously, how sad is it to collect a disposable item? The exception I make is of course for Rolling Stone magazine.
And,well, Mother Jones.
I guess, I like Maxim too...for the articles of course.
Im afraid my collectors edition wont be worth much as it has already been soiled
Mom, the meatloaf?
What is she doing up there? I never know what shes doing
hot route hot route
will you please just go stand on the other side!?
..useless info I just learned yesterday.
Shel Silverstein author and artist of 'Where The Sidewalk Ends' wrote "Cover of The Rolling Stone" for Dr. Hook and The Medicine Show.
Poor dear, departed Shel. The world has not only lost a limerick maestro on par with Andrew Dice Clay...but, a bald man.
(sob) I guess he knows where the sidewalk ends...
It ends for thee.
Maybe he shouldn't have cut down the tree to build his house...that probably pissed God off good.
Aw, I won a contest with that story when I was really little. It made the judges tear up. That was pretty much where my acting career ended though. Then I wanted to be a politician.Same thing.
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