When he did ultimately succumb to Myra Breckinridge’s abundant charms, Mike Sarne would end up making a celluloid disasterpiece that is to this day pilloried as one of the worst films ever made.

She was very ill last week but this week she’s worse.

Aw, Becky, don't pay no attention to THEM. Why, they don't hardly know NOTHIN'. They alluz make up things. I declare they do.

Well, Gentlefolk, I dare now wage a Crown, / You take me for the verieſt Romp in Town,— / But ere I part from ye, I'll let you ſee, / There's other Molly Buxomes beſides me; …