"On the fifth day, God created Man."

"On the sixth day, God created Woman."

"And on the seventh day, God created Max. To keep those fucking cunts in line!"

So begins another volume of Maxed Out. In this episode, Max does a quick round-the-world, featuring girls in Monaco (during the Grand Prix, no less) and Las Vegas.

The action between Hardcore, Candy, and their Monte Carlo muffin Sophie is mild at best. The box cover sums it up pretty well: "This ain't love baby, it's all business!" A casting call for girls in-between scenes doesn't win any prizes (or tweak the libido) either.

It's hard to say what kills the scene between Hardcore and Michaela. Was it the rash on her ass? Or perhaps Max drooling all over it? No, its must've been the pliers holding her tongue out for a facial.

How's this? "God saw what His creation had done and He was appalled. So the next day, He re-created Tom Byron as a director."