What man wouldn’t like to get his hands on a Playboy Bunny? Since I never did, I wrote Playboy hoping they would help me accomplish the next best thing…
Dear Director of Playboy Bunny Affairs:
It doesn’t look like I’m ever going to have an affair with a Playboy Bunny in this lifetime. In fact, the closest I’ve ever come to being face-to-face with a wild, playful, horny bunny was at a pet store.
Is it possible you could send me a pair of extra Bunny ears that might be lying around the Mansion? That way I can have my wife put them on and be my own little Bunny. I’m sure I can buy a cheap imitation (not of my wife, but of the ears), but since I can’t have a real Bunny, at least I’ll know her ears are real.
These could be the best ears of my life! Can you help?
After two attempts, my letters to Playboy have gone unanswered.
Final Thoughts: If anyone from Playboy is reading this, please lend me your ears! In the meantime, my wife’s ears still do turn me on.
You may not get the answer you want, but it’s always worth a shot to Write The Company.
