It's the Joanna Krupa bikini car wash

It's the Joanna Krupa bikini car wash

Joanna Krupa starts out in Daisy Dukes, then strips to a skimpy bikini to help her fiance Romain Zago wash his new Ferrari.

Heh, heh. "Washing the ol' Ferrari," eh? You can't fool me. I'm hip to all the crazy new terms for kinky sex acts. Oh, you kids today, polishing your knobs, choking your chickens, sipping your Slurpees, washing your Ferraris. Why in my day we didn't need any of that stuff. We couldn't even do a Cleveland Steamer or a Pasadena Mudslide because those cities hadn't been founded yet. We had to be content with a Giza Strip, and we couldn't even do that without Pharaoh's permission.

Later on I lived in Gomorrah and was really into gomorrahmy, but when the Lord smote our two cities, sodomy got all the press, probably after the Nineveh News reported that all the local deer started using Lot's wife as a salt lick. The damned thing became a tourist attraction while my Gomorrah Petting Zoo totally tanked.

Same kind of thing happened to me when rock and roll split up. Everyone else got into rock music, and I was the only one into roll. Well, except maybe the Bay City Rollers.