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The Bedroom Party Pak Review

June 25, 2009 1 comment

Like most sex kits, the Bedroom Party Pak is a repackaged assortment of odds and ends swept up off a Chinese sweatshop floor. To get a better understanding of what this mind-numbing box of stupid is all about, we’ve decided to climb inside the head of the unfortunate girl on the package. 

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“OH. MY. GOD.

What in the day-glow HELL am I doing here? I have a degree in physics for God’s sake. Do these jerk-offs know that “pak” is spelled like “pack” or are they just trying to be cute? Jesus Christ, I hate that font. If those American Idol people called me back maybe I wouldn’t have to be a walking advertisment for “duh.” Crap! The director is asking for a sexy smile. Better pop another Oxycontin.

Get a load of that puke-green vibro cock ring. Who designed that, Lorena Bobbitt? Maybe they should have called her instead. Oh well, gotta pay the rent. Great-Now I’m the face of “Big dumb box of jelly sleeves that 1979 doesn’t even want back.” I’m going to kill my agent.

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Seriously, this Guido here is about as appealing as a bucket of AIDS. How about a little space, Captain Rape Face? And do you have to stare at me like you want to wear my skin?”