I own it!
I own it!
I saw it with two women I knew, and we were three out of eight people in the theater on a Saturday night (and we had to drive across town to see it—IIRC, only two United Artists theaters in Phoenix were showing it, as it was unrated.)
I don't think the list placing are rankings, unless I missed something.
Yes. Traditional morals reasserted themselves in the Reagan era.
There were a fair number of "first same-sex experience" and "MMF three-ways that veered into a same-sex experience for the dudes" letters, too.
The 12-gauge pump shotguns are $250-$300. Still affordable.
Hey—freedom isn't free, man.
How the fuck you gonna build an ark, you can't count no fuckin' cubits?
That almost has to have been an employee's idea of a joke.
There was a spate of melon-fucking letters in Penthouse in the late '70s. They were so weird, I figured they had to be real letters sent to the magazine.
Good one.
Because it didn't seem out of character for Carter to do something like that.
Or my grandfather, who was an Army combat engineer, assuming the malaria he got on Guadalcanal wasn't flaring up when it was time to invade Japan.
As an Arizona resident, I hope your scenario is correct.
I remember it happening contemporaneously with James Ellroy really breaking through with American Tabloid in '95.
And didn't the swing revival start a couple of years earlier, at least? Swingers the movie came out in '96, and was probably shot in '95.
On the rare occasions it did exist here, it was dealt with by Steve Hyden, and that never worked out for anyone.
"In fact, with one or two exceptions, the 960 seats of the Walter Kerr Theatre is probably the smallest venue I’ve played in the last 40 years."
Avocado and TIF, I guess. And maybe it's time to check out the non-sewer parts of Reddit—I was probably going to have to do that to pimp my next book anyway.
Damn it—I'm sorry.