Playboy apparently refused to put Courtney Stodden on their cover when she turned 18 in human years, because they already fulfilled their charitable obligation to messes by putting Lindsay Lohan on the cover and they weren’t looking to grow readership in the lizard fetishists demographic. But what’s Playboy’s loss is Girls & Corpses’ gain! When Hugh Hefner sees Girls & Corpses Magazine he’s going to spit out the lukewarm tapioca pudding his latest wife just fed him, pull off his house slipper and slap down the dumb trick who kept the exquisite porn iguana off of his magazine.
For their Spring issue, Girls & Corpses put Courtney Stodden (front) and an unnamed corpse (back) on their cover. It must’ve been nice for Courtney to pose with a corpse that’s more dead inside than she is and not as creepy as her gross husband Doug Hutchison. Since Courtney is married to Doug, she can say that a paper mache corpse made of used toilet paper and scabs isn’t the most disgusting thing that has touched her crotch.
And today the cover of Girls & Corpses, tomorrow the cover of Vogue! Isn’t that what they always say?