Holly Madison has a brand new book to sell, and I can only assume it contains the finest jewels and pearl necklaces of her wisdom (see what I did there? Because I don't know if it works and well, your opinion means the world to me). Anywho, here are a few excerpts via Us Weekly:
The exclusive excerpts, which are featured in the cover story for the new issue of Us Weekly, include Madison’s recollection of the first time she met Hef in August 2001.
“‘Would you like a Quaalude?’ Hef asked, leaning toward me with a bunch of large horse pills in his hands, held together by a crumpled tissue,” Madison wrote in her memoir.
After she declined the drugs, “Hef did not miss a beat: ‘Okay, that’s good,’ he said, nonchalantly. ‘Usually, I don’t approve of drugs, but you know, in the ‘70s they used to call these pills thigh openers.’
“I want to scream ‘PAUSE!’ and freeze-frame that moment of my life. I want to grab that young girl, shake her back into reality and scream, ‘What the hell are you thinking?’” Madison continued.
She ended up spending that night at the Mansion and moved in several weeks later. Though she wrote that there were constantly changing alliances between the girls in the house, Madison later discovered that there was one person controlling them all.
“I learned Hef was the manipulator and that he pitted us against one another,” she noted. “I realized I wasn’t treated well. I’m done being afraid of people. I don’t have any loyalty to Hef. I haven’t talked to him in four years, so there’s no reason to reach out now. Besides, it’s the truth.”
Okay, so I don't care how naive you are trying to appear as like this little Alaskan girl who well shucks, just doesn't know any better, but let's get real...you are at the fucking Playboy Mansion...nobody goes there expecting a Scrabble Competition. Also-of course Hef is pitting you dumb bitches against each other. I mean, come on-he's a relic from the days of swing clubs, dressing up for airplanes, and a broad knowing how to make a great Manhattan. After America got its balls cut off, this was all he had.
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