Blog Posts about Patricia Charbonneau

St. Patrick's Day is here, and what better way to celebrate than with beers and rears? Lasses named Pat are where it's at, and Patricia Clarkson, Tera Patrick and more prove it. So wish yourself the lick 'o the Irish with these pretty Patties, and you'll be wishing they were kissing your Blarney bone.

A Skintroduction to Mr Skin's Man in the Feels

Editor's Note: McBeardo is Mr Skin’s resident sexpert on weird, cult, fringe, midnight, underground and/or any other extreme form of skinema.

He reports from the frontlines and backrooms of most skintimidating screening halls on the planet – not the least of which is the place where he keeps his couch.

The opinions of McBeardo are not necessarily those of Mr Skin, MrSkin.com, or any related affiliates. The ideas as to what constitutes a “wild time” are definitely not Mr Skin’s, period.

Please click McBeardo's mitt on the magnifincent bosom on Nekromistress to go to the next page and read his first column.

Jerry Reed, the Bandit’s Best Hombre, Trucks Northbound and Up to 18-Wheel Paradise

The 1970s drive-in phenomenon known as “hicksploitation” produced cornpone soft-porn classics on the order of Sassy Sue, Midnight Plowboy and Country Cuzzins.

When Hollywood took notice, it placed the genre into guitar-pickin’, fanny-slappin’, wild-drivin’ hands of Burt Reynolds and Jerry Reed, who together built the blockbuster Smokey and the Bandit franchise.

Burt’s still rolling on life’s highway but, today, Jerry headed for The Big Exit at age 71.

Mr. Skin doffs his trucker cap to Jerry, and wants you to check out two of his movies featuring good-time down-home gals doing what they do breast. Pull on in right after the jump.

Years come, years go. So as 2007 fades into the new horizons of 2008, let's be freshly grateful, then, that flesh on film lasts forever. The past twelve months have provided a bumper crop of delectable actresses unveiling themselves on DVD.