Frosh files: RegretfulMorning is kind of like Penthouse Forum for the Superbad crowd—tales of sex and debauchery with a lot of farting, puking, impotence and diarrhea. One typical, quasi-believable article features the saucy story of some dudes who pick up some drunk college chicks, only to find out that they want to stick things up their butts, so they run away pants-less. Or about some ladies on a drunken trip to Vegas who lose their friend, only to have her turn up wearing nothing but a towel, escorted by security. Be charming and sophisticated at regretfulmorning.com.
Soul brother: Today, niche marketing is a fact of life. Everyone from gay partiers to video gamers to crunk rappers has an energy drink made for them. But in the ’70s, niche marketing was so new that selling fast food to African-Americans was revolutionary. Check out a gallery of vintage McDonald’s and Burger King ads from the Shaft/Sanford-and-Son/Afro-and-moustache/Lando-Calrissian era at tinyurl.com/5cd6zb.
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