AN OKTOBERFEST OF CHEERY SMUT!

Thanks to my capacity as an internet review goon I'm occasionally sent stuff at random by companies who I guess find my name on other companies' mailing lists, and while more often than not they send me total shit every once in a while I receive something ludicrous from out of the blue. I just received this in the mail, and once I finish work on some other posts-in-progress I intend to dig into it with gusto:

Considering that it's a collection of seventies Kraut softcore comedies — including the infamously titled RUN, VIRGIN, RUN — I'd bet my left arm that there's not a single brain cell evident in any of them, but there's sure to be a through-the-roof quotient of charmingly awful dubbing and acres upon acres of Teutonic tits and seventies-bush, so what's not to like? The cover alone brings a smile to my face, and you've gotta love that cow's expression!