by Maryann Johanson, Flick Filosopher
If there’s one thing that rock ’n’ roll has understood from the beginning — to the consternation of pearl-clutching panty-sniffers everywhere — it’s that selling sex to horny girls and women is a license to print money. From Elvis to the Beatles to Mick Jagger to Duran Duran to George Michael to — *shudder* — Justin Bieber, the gyrating and the howling and the sweaty bods have never been aimed at you, dudes. Sorry.
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