Joe Francis, the founder of the "Girls Gone Wild" empire, is humiliating me. He has my face pressed against the hood of a car, my arms twisted hard behind my back. He's pushing himself against me, shouting: "This is what they did to me in Panama City!" It's after 3 a.m. and we're in a parking lot on the outskirts of Chicago. Electronic music is buzzing from the nightclub across the street, mixing easily with the laughter of the guys who are watching this, this me-pinned-and-helpless thing. Francis isn't laughing.When I read this I really thought it was creepy. Have fun, go nuts, good Lord knows I have but there is something really wrong here. Very strange. It's worth taking a look at, just because it is. Also that the LA Times has a Hollywood and Adult Entertainment Reporter was something I had never even pondered. Call me niave. I got a dog unstuck from a stairway spindle earlier today so call me totally out of the loop about some things. Joe Francis appears to be a guy not of the good. Girls have a right to go wild, just not be abused. Talk amongst yourselves. (H/T : Boing Boing)
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