No, its not exactly what you think. You can toss the whole image of scantily-clad Playboy bunnies jumping around on a bed, smacking each other with fluffy pillows and screaming with glee (the very stuff of male dreams) right out the window. Well, maybe you can take some time to walk to that window first.

Cindy, complete with bunny ears. I'm not sure if they had to return them, in the end.



This guy was in the Canon Photomarathon, and decided to head down here to snap some pics of bunnies. Good choice.



They have a voting booth!



Yes, even Playboy Bunnies need to get registered. Its like mengundi.



Rabbit-head keychains, anyone?



Vertical Playboy.



Playboy Fragrance. For Men.



I finally met Adele! The random meetup at Asia Cafe will never really work.



An imported Playboy model, and a happy local man.



Now, if you drive this around, you'd be called 'The Player'. Unfortunately, putting that logo on the hood of my Kancil just won't work as well.



Redmummy and Tzia, who won first and second place, respectively. Congratulations to them!



I only saw the chairs on the way up the escalator.