"Let's talk about the word 'fuck'," says an all-too-serious, zen-like Devon Shire. "It means so many different things to so many people." If this is truly the case, Devon, baby, then why hasn't Hallmark dedicated a greeting card to it by now? Huh? Huh? Evidently Devon's making big bucks in the lightning round every time she uses the word "fuck", because she says it an awful lot in this all-sex feature.

She goads Steve Drake into, well, fucking her. Unfortunately, Devon's actively assertive, verbally, but passively resistant, physically, and the scene carries to an average climax with Devon kind of flapping around like a flounder on the sun baked hood of a 1957 Pontiac.

Like it's "Dance Fever" or something, Devon comes on camera again to introduce the next fucking couple, Heather Hart and T.T. Boy. Did you know that "being horny is as American as a frisbee"? 1 didn't either, and I doubt whether Heather and T.T. could really give a shit, either since they seem fairly preoccupied in the video's best matchup. Buck Adams and Barbi Dahl conclude the pairings in this eccentric little production, a bit above average.