Oh, yeah...Mary Ann. Mmmm—mmm. Don’t forget Jeannie, too.
Or the 3 gals from Petticoat Junction.
My mother (rest her soul) wasn’t too crazy about letting me and my two older brothers watch Barbara Eden prancing around in that skimpy outfit. But man. What a fantasy that would be huh? A single guy with a hot babe who pops out of a bottle saying “Yes master, yes master’’?