A hirsute screenwriter sits at his computer, banging out a script. He sets the mood, develops the location and casts the film using headshots on his computer screen. Gradually the film comes to life with each of the characters, one at a time, removing his clothing, revealing the hairy, hairier and hairiest. These guys have backs like bearskin rugs. Meanwhile the screenwriter gets hornier and hornier, and when he reaches his horniest, his film depicts the four actors, in all their hairy glory, buck naked, writhing before a roaring fire while the deer's head on the wall watches from above. When he can take it no longer, screenwriter Chris Hatch inserts himself into the scene, and the five cast members fuck with abandon, climax and collapse exhausted in the warm afterglow of the fire. The End.

Pre-nom Best Specialty Video.