Xmas Fifties Fun For Shameless Kitsch-Loving Bachelors: Weren't girlie magazines awful? Coarse they were. But where else can you get a jolly seasonal story like The Xmas Present ("Charlotte had his gift all ready when Robert got home from the office party...")or real quality fiction such as On Vickson("With a snootful of booze, Santa delivered his goodies to the wrong apartment...")? If you are an unmarried male chauvinist pig(remember those?)Java's Bachelor Pad is definitely the place for all your tackiest and most questionable requirements. There's an Essays section for you more thoughtful types, where you can bone up on How Sex Lead Me To Communism or solve the mystery of The Mislaid Brassiere. Non-intellectuals are well catered for in the Femmes Fatales gallery, where the same elegant sophistication reigns.
posted on Dec 22, 2001 - View this thread