Ever wish you could shimmy in the clouds with a dozen Playmates?
What, it sounds like a pseudo religious person’s reward for doing something nutty? Pull on your Nikes, expect the end style?
It kind of does. Except it’s no afterlife scenario. It’s just the seventies and Playboy getting their sexy on.
Have you ever doubted for a moment that Hugh Hefner knows how to live it up? No you haven’t.
And it’s because of things like this.