As a kid Melanie Jagger would practice holding her breath for extraordinary lengths of time. If you guessed she was training to be a pearl diver or a pig farmer, you would be wrong. Our guess she was taking precautions against walking into a room full of morbidly obese men with terminal B.O. And we would be wrong. Melanie simply was preparing for the day - such as the one in this movie- when she'd be fucked simultaneously in every known crevice of her anatomy- a condition, believe it or not, that rapidly deplete's the body's oxygen supply. [Try coping with a snootful of your own semen while singing the national anthem before cracking jokes.] Subjects like this aren't taught in school, so Melanie had to learn on her own by picking up pointers from a number of counter cultural activities. With practice making perfection, Melanie can now assimilate more cream than a dozen Bavarian donuts.