The story- I bought a knee high stack of Swinger Ad magazines from the 70s (because that’s what I do) and enjoyed the next few months leisurely leafing through them marveling at the personals. It’s endlessly amusing to look at the selected photo of a clean cut average Joe and then below read the description of what he wants to do with a likeminded gal who has a chimp, a tub of jello, nipple clamps and lederhosen. Or, a photo of someone else’s ad where it’s damn well obvious they’re in the mood for that.
-mitchoconnell.blogspot
