Friday, 28 September 2012

More Shit Than Hit I Would Imagine

Ahhh, indeed. Once upon a time in the dark days before internet dating made finding a compatible partner as easy as merely clicking a mouse and lying about your CRB check, S.I.M. Autodates offered the discerning perv a chance to meet other discerning pervs with discretion.

The advert looks innocent enough but was never seen in the likes of Woman's Weekly - let alone, the Radio Times. Oh no, S.I.M Autodates only ever advertised 'specialist' European 'art' periodicals of the sort that could only be bought under the counter.

I imagine that the male to female readership of these magazines was about a thousand to one. So quite who or what you'd be meeting up with is anyone's guess. You do the math.

1 comment:

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