Yes, dear readers - while flipping through pictures of ladies whose skirts had miraculously blown up, or were caught in the bath, or had a crab pulling off their beach towel, you could have found an add to purchase Boccaccio's Decameron.
Maybe it's been a while since I opened a Playboy, but I don't think Heff is selling fourteenth century literature in there. Though maybe I'm making assumptions...
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