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NOV
27
2008
Maxim Magazine —
Have you ever tried to buy a "Penthouse" or "Hustler" magazine at a mini-mart? This is, in itself, a work of art. First you must make sure that there are no women in the mini-mart so you don't look like a creepy porn fiend. Then you must be certain no one from work or your church is in the place. Next you must browse the mini-mart like you're casing the joint until absolutely no one is at the counter. Then, and only then, are you aloud to race forward and make your purchase after which you are required to leave the mini-mart quickly without making any eye contact.This is the reason why men love "Maxim" magazine so much. You can buy "Maxim" anywhere with very little social brow beating involved in the process. Barnes & Nobles, Borders, the Gift Shop at the Hospital, they all sell "Maxim" without a single thought of social destruction or self abuse associated with "those other" magazines. So guys can strut into any of these places and chuck down some change for what is basically a soft porn "Playboy".
The truth is that "Maxim" is not a very good magazine at all. The writing is hardly ever in depth, the thing is filled with advertising and the girls are nothing but a tease. They dot the issues with nonsense writing about things 90% of men could not care any less about like studded belts. Notice how the movers and shakers of the world will give interviews to "Playboy", and Maxim gets an in depth interview with Seth Green. Could it have something to do with the fact the even though "Playboy" has pictures of nude women in it, it also employs some of the best writers in the world? "Playboy" has credibility while "Maxim" can tell you where to get the best Martini in Reno.
Sorry guys, but boasting about "Maxim" is like getting excited about buying a Ford Focus. Pretend all you like, but we all know the truth. Just suck it up. Tell the little old church lady to stick it up her patootie, tell your boss from work that it's none of his damn business and tell the kid buying Ding Dongs to get the hell out of the way. Say it! Say, "I want a copy of Hustler and I want it now!" Then as you're walking out show it to the hottest chick you see. Who cares what she thinks? You had no shot with her anyway, but now you do have some real porn.
Maxim Magazine is not recommended by MexicanJim
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