GGW launched in , a time when, if you wanted some soft-core fondling action, you had to order a DVD. When the world is tired of sloppy drunk chicks taking off their tops for trucker hats, it is tired of itself. But Francis is no longer the only guy with a camera and some Mardi Gras beads anymore -- not when anyone with a phone can be a pornographer or a porn star or both. There was a time, just a few years ago, when Francis seemed to have the Midas touch, a moment when everything in his path turned into nipples and girl-on-girl makeout sessions. In his disclosure of the filing Thursday, Francis put on a typically festive face.
Did the Internet kill "Girls Gone Wild"?
Now, you want to see girls?
We are no longer living in a world where we have to rely on one creepy tan guy to dole out jiggly treats to an eager, gazongas-starved audience. Perhaps, as he suggests, all is indeed otherwise right in his land of "pussy craving" "whore teens. But we're not living in the infomercial era anymore. Now, you want to see girls?