Playboy's The Girls Next Door
Flipping, flopping and serving hoes like flapjacks for over 30 years it’s the WWJ Hot Bitch of the Day. Helping to prove once again how unfair life is, E!’s The Girls Next Door will start its second season this Sunday. Now don’t get me wrong, Hugh Hefner is one of my heroes, but how can any smoking hot 20 year old have sex with him and enjoy it!?! I don’t care how much Viagra the guy takes, his old ass can barely walk, so how the hell is he going to give some young hottie the pounding she wants and needs? I know its all about the fame and money, but honestly how can any woman that’s not in her 70’s get turned on by him. My guess is that behind the mansion is a warehouse that not only has an endless supply of Viagra and downers, but contains more KY Jelly then San Francisco could go through in a decade. Sadly I will never have enough fame and fortune to have 3 hot girlfriends at once or for that matter 3 fugly girlfriends at once. Despite the show depressing the hell out of me, I like it and watch it every week, though I really wish the show was on HBO or Skinemax. It almost seems like a crime to have a show take place in the Playboy Mansion and it not show any T&A. Thankfully, Holly, Bridget and Kendra made up for it on the pages of Playboy a couple months back. Tomorrow I will be drinking heavily at the Family Values Tour, so don’t expect a post. Until next time, enjoy the pictures pervs.
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THE ENDS

As always send hate mail to jimmy@Hef_is_my_hero.net
Peace love and hair grease








THE ENDS

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2 Comments:
The girls next door to me don't look anything like these girls.
Same here Phil, the girls next to me have a face like a bulldog and the body of a hippo. However when I was at UGA, I was actualy lucky enough to live in the same apt complex that the cheerleaders and all the hot sorrority chicks lived at. Damn I miss college. To make things even better was that my porch and my bedroom window over looked the swimming pool. Sadly that was back in the day when digital cameras with a great zoom lens were nonexistant or I would have made a killing with UGAbabes.com I would come home and there would be guys drinking beer on my porch and enjoying the view. If it was sunny outside I didnt have to worry about beer money as all the guys would bring coolers full and always leave what they didnt drink. I actualy busted my roomate one day in my room listening to some slow jamz and peeking out the blinds. That could explain why my tissues always disappeared and some of my blinds were stuck together.
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