What a Marvel!

I have for some time now, been getting links to buy a DVD which has the word marvel in its title. You'd think (or I'd think) it would be about diamonds, shoes, jewellery. Those are all marvellous for me. And let me try to take a back seat and admire the Earth for what it's worth, is could be about breath-taking scenery, waterfalls, active volcanoes throwing all that red fiery lava in their wake, miles and miles of sand dunes. Those could be marvellous sights. And let me take yet another step back and try to admire actual people not including myself (of course I'm always the royal one), perhaps a damn good dancer, a damn good artist, or a damn good musician. Still nothing similar in this DVD. And yet this DVD promises a marvel something. Whoever is in this DVD has also been so kind as to show snippets of it, probably in the hope of my eyes falling out of their sockets and rolling about till the cat finds them and thinks they're a toy. Marvel? Yeah right, my ass. I have of course (yeah I'm a curious bugger) seen the snippets. I've probably seen them about 20 times. And something which I'd see 20 times in a row should really mean something right? Right, they mean me getting a big big laugh. And me marvelling (there goes the word) at how low some people will stoop to make themselves ''famous''. In this marvellous DVD seeing the crack of somebody's ass is deemed as marvellous. It's all about a thong gone extremely wrong. I mean would you buy a thong worn already by somebody else who has been spray painted and oiled all over? But it's not even an advert about a thong. It's an advert about a marvel, and try as I might, I see only one marvel. The marvel of having plenty of laughs. Then again, the bikini-thong-too-small could be coming straight out of a porn movie, which should be a sexual turn on but is instead a laughing turn on. You just don't stop laughing at something like this, made so amateurishly. What's not also said is that this marvel has gone under the knife plenty of times too. Would I really pay to see a girl all lubed up in the wrongs places, trying to make her legs go a 180 degrees just so I might see a flash of thong? Oh God no. Would I pay to see the same girl grow manly six-packs and muscles you'd think King Kong only had? No. But then again maybe. I'd probably effect the payment, then copy the DVD plenty of times to hand out to my friends in need of a good laugh. And somewhere is says professional...... Really? I might not know my way very well around lubed bodies because they're slippery. But I would know myself very well around music. Professional ass crack sure has nothing to do with professional music. It's not even good old porn set to good music. But the way some girl has gone so far as to make it look and sound like that is absofuckinglutely marvellous!