'Nuts' Tries to Sex Up Circ Figures
If you find American men's magazines just a bit too cerebral and priggish, then you might be more suited to the origin of the species — British lad mags. And we're not talking about egghead pansy books like FHM, with its occasional insistence on words and other stupid stuff. Rather, you should turn to perennially squabbling and virtually indistinguishable rivals Nuts and Zoo, which pump out the wank fodder on a weekly basis rather than monthly. As an example of the level we're talking about here, check out this clip sent to press buyers, where cover creature Kayleigh Pearson woodenly delivers a manifesto about Nuts' superior circulation numbers while gradually disrobing. Painfully embarrassing, and vice versa.
