People often ask me, Kola, which four people, living or dead, would you invite round to your fantasy dinner party? My answer is always the same: Ginger Lynn, Ginger Lynn, Ginger Lynn and Ginger Lynn! More than anyone else she made me who I am today. I remember chancing on my step-dad's pirate copy of New Wave Hookers when I was twelve years old. There was something about her that was almost hypnotic. I went to bed that night full of excitement, knowing what I wanted to make of my life. Without Ginger Lynn, maybe the world wouldn't have heard of Kola Kubes. Maybe she'd still be that same old buck-tooth, flat-chested kid, clocking off at a factory or serving up sausage butties down the chippy. I owe Ginger Lynn my life. I only wish I could get to meet her one day, to make my thank you a whole lot more personal!
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