He then dived into a dissertation about the female anatomy that is not suitable for print — or, for that matter, breakfast. He concluded by repeating one of his signature lines. “I always thought that a woman’s vagina had as much personality as her face,” he said, adding, “What do you think?”
Fortunately, Mr. Flynt didn’t really want an answer. His mind was back on his eggs — and the restaurant’s new décor.
EXCURSUS: I had the unusual opportunity of working for Larry Flynt years ago ... sort of. He purchased the Atlanta Gazette from Rick Brown and Liza Nelson and I happened to go to work for them as a typesetter in 1978 on the very day Flynt was shot and paralyzed. I wanted to do mindless work after five years of editing newspapers in rural Georgia.
I ended up editor of the Gazette a year or so later. It was one of only two "non-pornographic" publications Flynt owned. His wife Althea took over corporate management and the company eventually defaulted on the purchase agreement, but not before Althea sent me an inflatable doll for sex. I won't go into the "auto-suck" she also sent.
The Gazette, spawned by defectors from the Great Speckled Bird, was among the best so-called alternative newspapers in the country. Its competition with Creative Loafing was pretty fierce.
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