Hell-bent on excavating the Dumb & Dumber mine of ad-libs, Morgan and Sanders operate in the dark, occasionally strike pure gold, but fail to sense when the vein is collapsing.  Well, the canary falls off the perch halfway through ST2, where repetition of scenarios pile up like a cave-on on instant replay.

As Bill & Ted types, Morgan and Sanders form on outcall shaving service (and in a running gag show up the second their female clientele hang up the phone.)  Having their coccyx bones tickled with a rapid barrage of off-the-cuffisms, the poor girls oft times find themselves unable to keep a straight face as they're foamed, shaven, eaten and mounted.  (The requisite blow job falls in right before penetration.)  Amusing as they are - the first time, at least - gags with gardener's gloves, goggles, and Benihana-style flipping of shaving cream cans cannot disguise the fact that what the audience for this type of specialty product really wants to see is bushy quim-trimming.  Here, "shaving" is nearly an afterthought!

At least two of the girls already bear closely shaved mohawks; virtually no teasing or close-up "reveal" shots of furburgers exist, and the shaving itself receives all the attention of a wing-nut attachment in a Hyundai assembly line.  Roxanne Hall, a trim brunette with natural boobs, gets schtupped the right way by Sanders, as does Brigitte Monroe, who responds to his oral skills with squirming yelps of genuine desire.  Morgan spills the spoo down Seth's quivering crack in delicious close-up, and engages huge-jugged Whitney Wonders in a grope that big tit fans will appreciate.

There's enough lather in ST2 to get a new specialty customer's dander up, but aficionados will be foaming for less quips and more clippered cooze.  What the boys are really interested in is getting laid; clearly their forté.  Stick with what works best.