No holds barred, steel cage death match. No tap out.
Where’s your money?
Well, let’s see, Hugh is 86 years old. Larry is “only” 70, but confined to a wheelchair, and has suffered a stroke. So, neither of them are exactly in fighting trim. OTOH, I would expect Flynt to be a dirty fighter, and so, I think I’d have to go with the Hustler over the Playboy.
Are they oiled up?
Cause that would be funny.
No that is not funny, shit. If I ever need a good buzz kill I know to come back to this thread. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be in the Brain Bleach aisle.
Hefner’s pajamas provide more grabbing points than Flynt’s American flag diaper so it might be easier for Flynt to get Hefner to the floor where he can roll over him with his chair. I imagine Hefner would go down pretty easy without a bunny on each arm holding him up
Hefner would be too worried about “making it look good,” Flynt would mop the floor with him.
Flynt would win by putting a $1,000,000 offer for anyone to beat up Hefner as an ad in the Washington Post.
Flynt could just hire Woody Harrelson as a ringer; everybody thinks that’s what he looks like anyway.
Fun fact: Woody Harrelson’s dad was an assassin.
Even funnier is that Flynt was in the movie*.
- As the judge at the original obscenity trial.
That is one tough, old dirty Son-of-a-bitch!