You know how when people spend a lot of time together they start to dress alike, talk alike, act alikeâ€¦I know itâ€™s a slippery slope. But Iâ€™m obsessed with the Girls Next Door, the show about Hugh Heffnerâ€™s 3 blonde lady friends and Iâ€™m worried itâ€™s beginning to show. Although Iâ€™ve already seen every episode, like a huge geek, I asked for the DVDâ€™s for Chanukah. At first I was excited to watch them Playboy bunny it up over and over again, but now I realize the darkside of the force that is Hefâ€™s gfâ€™s: their laugh. Like one of Hollyâ€™s parrots, Iâ€™ve managed to pick up their distinct Â½ stoner Â½ blonde chuckle. Just the sound of it makes my tits seem fake. I hope itâ€™s just a phase and soon again Iâ€™ll be able to giggle like I have a degree. But Iâ€™m pretty sure Nostradamus predicted the beginning of the apocolypse will be caused by an innocent meeting at the mansion, Kendra and Fran Drescher sharing a laugh.