This episodic release is introduced by Jessie Eastern who exudes all the energy of a dead parakeet. Jessie tells us that we're going to see things we've never seen before. Thank goodness! I couldn't take two of these. The first segment stars Torie Storie, who has the tattoos of Popeye, the figure of Olive Oyl, and, here, the sex appeal of Bluto. She's joined by Damien Michaels and John Thomas, one of whom has more tattoos than Torie (if that's possible). Having the constantly out-of-focus Mr. Magoo as the videographer doesn't help. I wasn't sure if Torie had an asshole, let alone if it got plugged.
The next scene is a little better, with Kyle Phillips and Sweety Py playing a silly sexual game. At least you can see the anal action, although there isn't much. Then, it's Hammerin' Hank to the rescue. Fellonia (not to be confused with her Roman ancestor Felonious) is surprised by an "environmental burglar" (Hank) who collects cans. The lady is intrigued and gives her cans to Hank and his companion (who serve up a tasty sandwich scene).
With more bad than good, Alan Cunt - I mean Funt - has nothing to worry about.