Listing Playboy Mansion.  What red blooded American boy wouldn’t want to live in Hef’s house? Of course I’m thinking of the house of the 1970’s filled with bunnies, and starlets, not the one of 2016.  You get the famous screening room, the grotto, golf course views and Hef.  He intends to die in that house, so he stays after the sale.

Coming down to breakfast and seeing Hef gumming some toast while being attended by a 300 pound home health aid, it just isn’t the Playboy Mansion of my adolescence. It’s kinda like Playboy without boobs, never mind.