Maybe this series oughta be re-named Calvin's Blown Opportunities. The poor bastard just can't shoot his goo on target. Despite entreaties from his quartet of partners to coat their mugs with sperm shake, 'ol Calvin fires a good 75-80 percent of the funky stuff off into space, landing only a few drops in the drop-zone. As for the sex leading up to the disappointing money shots, well, it's disappointing too, with the lesser-known females showing the most signs of life.