Hunter S. Thompson's Playboy Correspondence: Kind of Tame
The above is Hunter S. Thompson's hangover cure, according to a cache of his letters released by Playboy. It's 12 amyl nitrites and "as many beers as necessary." Amyl nitrites are poppers, FYI. What did you expect Hunter S. Thompson's hangover cure to be? Green tea and a hot yoga session? Color us unsurprised.
We also enjoyed Thompson's thoughts on writing about fishing.
"OK -- I'll grit my teeth and try to write you some bullshit about "fishing." No duller "sport" was ever conceived by man or beast -- but what the fuck? Let's give it a plug."
There is also a disappointingly non-crazy expenses list from an assignment to profile alpine ski racer Jean-Claude Killy. It only includes expenses from meals and airfare and telephone calls, not massive quantities of drugs, wrecked cars, or trashed hotel rooms; but if nothing else, the letters are an entertaining look into Thompson's often fractious relationship with his Playboy editor, so there's that.
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