Ah, don't we all yearn for a day when the material on our television was family-friendly, wholesome, clean fun? Don't we all lament what has happened to television in recent decades? Let's go back to 1980, when you could see a rerun of The Beverly Hillbillies demonstrate--wait a minute:
Just the thing for kids getting ready to choose between Spidey and Magilla at the bottom of the hour: Jethro Clampett opening an R-rated Hooters!
I knew the gals preferred naked swimming in the water supply on Petticoat Junction, but I didn't know that this other Paul Hennig show had such wanton sexuality.