Like Jello, in the adult world there's always room for bullshit. Thank the videographer/director for completely torpedoing his own project with this inane installment. Despite the fact that the girls seem game for the game (and the guys amply endowed to make their dreams cum true) Camera Boy's incessant chatter makes a painfully simple plan impossible to execute.

We're not talking about dumb offhand remarks here - this verbal diarrhea defines the word moronic. When he's not laughing at his own jokes, he's singing. Singing! This distracting behavior may account for the fact that throughout the vid certain guys just can't rise past half-mast. (Of course, the fact that they're also busy cracking their own lame jokes makes the task doubly difficult.)

OK, enough ragging on the guys. How do the girls play out? Considering the above, not too badly. Everyone gets it in the ass, but Heidi and Isabella (the cutest ones) have more enthusiasm for the sport. Judging by their responses, apparently the director didn't tell them they were to receive full facial blasts until zero minute. Classy.

Retailing: Harley's big fake tits on the cover will attract more boobs.