Problem Girls

Myrtle used to hang out at random playgrounds and parks.  She’d hide in the play barrels waiting for men in slacks.

Lee slacks.  They’re stripped down for action.  They go when you go.  And that loop-tabbed, left hip pocket…well, it drove her wild.

It was the classic slacks that made her writhe with joy.  Arms and legs would fly when she saw the perfect pair. She’d flop on her back the moment she saw them.

Women stopped taking their children and husbands to the park and complained to the Mayor.  Finally, Myrtle was captured and put in the sanatorium when the police staged a sting operation by placing a manikin dressed in plain Lee slacks and a red Commander shirt in the Whirly Tube.

She’s living peacefully now with the manikin and hefty doses of Placydil.  She’s quite happy.