My grandpa told me when he was in his 20s he took his dad to a burlesque show. This was the 1920s. He said his dad was so overwhelmed by it (he'd never been to anything like it), he put his still lit pipe into his coat pocket and the coat caught on fire.
"Anything Goes" is a song written by Cole Porter for his musical of the same name in 1934. The second verse opens with a declaration, “ In olden days, a glimpse of stocking was looked on as something shocking. But now, God knows, anything goes.”
My grandfather was born in the trailing days of the Victorian era, and passed after man had landed on the moon, Playboy was on newsstands, and Deep Throat in theaters. That was an amazing period of rapid social sexual change. And it just keeps changing.
I always wondered how many women he fucked in his life. My grandmother was a looker in her youth, but quite prudish. Grandfather travelled incessantly, so I would not be surprised to learn he had a perverted side. I got this from somebody!