It was late afternoon on Sunday and the Exxxotica Expo was dwindling toward its end. The porn stars were bored and the cockring salesmen were counting their cash while the rest of us mooks humped along in pursuit of a few final fits of action. We were waiting for some kind of cheap high and we got it. There's nothing quite like choreographed performance art with power tools to perk things up.
Sometime around 5:30 p.m., Rubberdoll broke out a couple of cordless buffers or grinders or something and started shooting sparks into her sidekick's crotch. This was the money shot. But there was some ass-slapping, lap-riding, and waving of the revolutionary Rubberdoll flag, too. We mooks were entertained.
