Dear Friends,
As you probably already know, I am the designated prude for TFL! I usually chime in with an ill word for dirty jokes, and I am definitely going to give y'all a challenge on this whole Playboy thing. Ok, here goes:
Please send your daughter over, just as soon as she turns 18, so that I can take nude pictures of her and publish them in Playboy, so that she can never, in her whole life, serve as a Sunday School teacher, school board member, city council woman, or representative of any kind.
Please give a stack of Playboys to your daughter's boyfriend to read just before they go out to the prom, so that he can spend the whole evening trying to figure out how to get her clothes off.
Please go say this to your wife: "Honey, I know I am the one who made you pregnant and ruined your figure. I know it is my kids who have made your hair turn grey. I know I have a beer gut hanging out over my belt and I left my underwear on the floor. But I just don't think you are that good looking anymore, so I'll look at Playboy instead and imagine that when we're in bed."
Men, integrity and moral strength are not easy to have or keep. And looking at Playboy is like surrendering to the enemy without even fighting.
Read TFL, buy more guns, shoot clays, count your bullets, help your kids with their homework, fix the leak in the toilet, take the Boy Scouts camping. Be a man.
Junk your Playboys.
JP