Because I have a corner booth in hell* already reserved, I have a picture of the future.
There is Hugh Hefner's head, floating in a jar. It is resting on a podium next to a tall, statuesque woman. She has curly blonde hair and big blue eyes and vaguely familiar features. A large, toothy grin spreads across her face. She is wearing a 20th century style dress known as a "halter" over her curvy frame.
"I'd like to congratulate Danielynn Stern on being named Playmate of the Year. I'd also like to thank her for gracing the cover of our very first 'Legacy Playboy'."
Oh, stop staring at me like that. Y'all know Hef thought of it too and he's just pissed off he won't be alive to make it happen.
*I actually don't believe in hell. I believe hell is here on Earth, in the form of Karma and the consequences of all our shitty decisions. And Celine Dion.
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heh. That lethal combination of Vodka and Trimspa will get you every time.
Hef's head in a jar is creepy--but not completely out of the realm of possibility.
Oh, and my hell? Celine Dion singing that song about her heart while Andy Dick sticks his tongue in her ear. *shudder*
My child doth rock.
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