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A COUPLE'S film if we ever saw one!
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09.26.10
SECURITY CAM CHRONICLES #2

Madness Pictures

Rating: ONE "Aching & Pleading" BUSTED NUTS


A few evenings back, the lady and myself were going through my most recent SkullGame parcel; looking for both friend and foe to school in the art of all things fuck. A challenge is what we sought--students to beat; Sensei's to defeat; someone, anyone to prove to that we know that which we do.

Package after package were sorted into piles labeled "Hell yeah!" and "Why the fuck not?" -- except, of course, for this disc, which she picked up, eyed over, exclaimed "this looks pretty gay", and tossed into the "Not if you want any of this" file.

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OH YEAH. THIS IS JUST ABOUT TO GET GOOOOOOD....FIRST THE MICRO-MINI, AND THEEEENNN THE STUNT COCK. PERFECT.


I should've listened to her wisdom and reported this DVD as MIA; but alas sometimes "fire=hot" is a questionable truth in my mind. Through this I have scars. Scars a'plenty.

So the deal is as follows: this disc contains faux Reality T.V. (and we are not talking about the ultra-kosher V.D. Island, When Good Pets Go Bad, or Who Wants to Be A Bloodthirsty Dictator strain of "reality" programming) that is so obviously staged that it would take a novice window peeper to fall for this pile of horseshit. What we have is a bunch of substandard porn stars having very blurry, uneventful sex that doubles as a fat bag of visual Soma minus the requisite elation. Half the time it doesn't even appear as if anyone is fucking; but perhaps just scratching the mutual itch...

...and to top it off? There are no navigation features -- no chapter selections, no extras, NOTHING. Hell you have to wade through 10 minutes of red tape before this motherfucker will even allow your "menu" button to work; and when you push it all it does is take you back to the aforementioned annoyance.

Fuck this movie; fuck who ever produced it; fuck who ever mistakenly loved said fuckers; and fuck any of youse that think I'm wrong about any of this. Because I ain't.

Starring: A bunch of twats BRAD PRICE used to platonically sleep next too, lend compassionate ears toward, and bitch lip ex-boyfriends with. -- JUDGE ROY BEAN


Buy It For The Express Purpose Of Grokking How Bad It IsNOW!


 


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