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After spending this past weekend ogling the finest male strippers Las Vegas had to offer, I did what any self-respecting young lady would do. I came to work and Googled "Playgirl" to find penis pictures to send all my girlfriends.
Moments later, I came across various internet chatter that Playgirl Magazine—popular with penis-lovers the world over—is going online-only.
After 35 years, the publication has been unable to find a solid audience, according to the current editor. Coincidentally, 35 is also the age when most women cease to be attractive to anyone, so it's kind of fitting.
Anyway, that's it. No more Playgirl print edition ever. The mag's last issue will be Jan/Feb 2009, which comes out Nov. 18.
Gay men and horny bitches everywhere are probably feeling pretty lost right about now. I know I am.
(Pictured above: Marcus Patrick in a Playgirl spread)
August 6, 2008 08:03
Naturally I share your pain. I had an original subscription 35 years ago and kept it for years. Now I just go to Vegas and drool. Although at my age I'm not sure if the drool is for the naked men or just a natural occurance :)
August 9, 2008 17:21
Peter Lupus from Mission Impossible remains my No. 1 pick. They should have him come back and bare his cock for the final issue.