For those of us who found a brace of semi-moist Playboy magazines inexplicably stashed in the woods near their home -- and spontaneously gummed up their Underoos with Tween-Jizz before they got home, looking at at Playboy magazine in its 57th year of publication might be a bit unsatisfying.
"It's so tame," writes a former fan on the 'Playboy Wanksters' blog, "I couldn't beat off to this if Selma Hayek held the magazine open with her asscheeks."
Indeed, the same Playboy who made boobie-shots available -even acceptable- for the general public has become a bit staid in it's senior years.
"No self-caressing, no little brown balloon-knot, not one shot of a model pulling apart her lips so that it looks like an open-faced roast beef sandwich?" said the blogger. "Why would I buy this if I can befoul my keyboard with man-jelly in 5 minutes on Youporn?"