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Rating: FIVE Busted Chuck Traynor's Nuts

It was time to revisit a classic. I needed reference material. I needed to see where gagging a girl as sexual proclivity was born. Bless my soul. The plot is so fucking hysterical, I swear I was guffawing. And I’m a suave motherfucker if ever there was one. And the music. Oh shit, the music. It’s available as a soundtrack if you don’t have the good sense to buy two copies of this masterpiece on DVD. At this price, get a dozen and become the coolest freak in your clique. This is a party favor, my darlings. It is entertainment par excellence and watching Ms. Lovelace gorge herself on Harry Reems’ cock like an anaconda on an ostrich egg is arousing even to this day. The Coca-Cola scene. Oh, the humanity. I have to go watch that one again. You Americans. You slay me.--THE ARGENTINE

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