Air Date: 6/23/2012 “My Oberon, what visions have I seen! Methought I was enamored of an ass…” Faerie Queen Titania in A Midsummer Night’s Dream by William Shakespeare, Act 4, Scene 1 Enter the Enchanted Forest of my Womb Room, and you’ll discover just “what fools these mortals be” during this honeymoon hot and wild Commedia Erotica performance of A Midsummer Night’s Wet Dream. Shakespeare might be shaken by our no-holds-barred eroticizing of one of his most brilliant comedies, but I think he’d also be amused, and I know he’d be aroused. In Shakespeare’s original Dream, the “ass” is a recurring theme. A central character is one “Nick Bottom,” and with a name like that, we already know he’s an ass. Then Puck turns Bottom into an actual ass, that is, a jackass or donkey, from the neck up. Though we might assume he’s also hung like a horse or at least a donkey, since there’s no other reason but magic juice that the beautiful Faerie Queen Titania falls in love with Bottom the Ass. Bottom is rather “rude,” but we’ve got an elegant Balinese wooden horse to “play” the ass, with a large, functional dildo “attachment” that turns it into a real “horsepowered” sex machine (Dick Bottom?), topped only by the human sex machine between the legs of one of our surprise guests who–surprise!–turns out to be hung bigger than the horse. We’ve also got a dazzling, dizzying array of awesome naked asses in a variety of colors, shapes and sizes, male, female and shemale)—adorning this unrehearsed megaproduction of the hottest, horniest, honey-moon-iest rendition of A Midsummer Night’s Dream you’ve ever seen. Shakespeare your schoolteacher never taught you (unless your schoolteacher is me). Special thanks to my show producer Tasia Sutor who claims not to “understand” Shakespeare, but proves herself to be a better, more ingenious Puck than Robin Goodfellow himself, magically transforming my broadcast bed into an Enchanted Forest, turning Master Liam’s wooden horse into a mythological sex machine, and then flying through the air with faerie wings (watch the after-party clips to witness the enchantment). Additional thanks to Pr. Max (whose revolutionary publications are now being featured in a fabulous 14-page spread in Richardson Magazine) and to the entire Bonobo Gang of merry fools for love and faerie wizards who make this madness possible.

Air Date: 06/23/2012 “My Oberon, what visions have I seen! Methought I was enamored of an ass…” Faerie Queen Titania in A Midsummer Night’s Dream by William Shakespeare, Act 4, Scene 1 Enter the Enchanted Forest of my Womb Room, and you’ll discover just “what fools these mortals be” during this honeymoon hot and wild Commedia Erotica performance of A Midsummer Night’s Wet Dream. Shakespeare might be shaken by our no-holds-barred eroticizing of one of his most brilliant comedies, but I think he’d also be amused, and I know he’d be aroused. In Shakespeare’s original Dream, the “ass” is a recurring theme. A central character is one “Nick Bottom,” and with a name like that, we already know he’s an ass. Then Puck turns Bottom into an actual ass, that is, a jackass or donkey, from the neck up. Though we might assume he’s also hung like a horse or at least a donkey, since there’s no other reason but magic juice that the beautiful Faerie Queen Titania falls in love with Bottom the Ass. Bottom is rather “rude,” but we’ve got an elegant Balinese wooden horse to “play” the ass, with a large, functional dildo “attachment” that turns it into a real “horsepowered” sex machine (Dick Bottom?), topped only by the human sex machine between the legs of one of our surprise guests who–surprise!–turns out to be hung bigger than the horse. We’ve also got a dazzling, dizzying array of awesome naked asses in a variety of colors, shapes and sizes, male, female and shemale)—adorning this unrehearsed megaproduction of the hottest, horniest, honey-moon-iest rendition of A Midsummer Night’s Dream you’ve ever seen. Shakespeare your schoolteacher never taught you (unless your schoolteacher is me). Special thanks to my show producer Tasia Sutor who claims not to “understand” Shakespeare, but proves herself to be a better, more ingenious Puck than Robin Goodfellow himself, magically transforming my broadcast bed into an Enchanted Forest, turning Master Liam’s wooden horse into a mythological sex machine, and then flying through the air with faerie wings (watch the after-party clips to witness the enchantment). Additional thanks to Pr. Max (whose revolutionary publications are now being featured in a fabulous 14-page spread in Richardson Magazine) and to the entire Bonobo Gang of merry fools for love and faerie wizards who make this madness possible.

Length: 132:49 minutes Air Date: 11/17/2012 What has become of “privacy” when even the chief of the CIA can’t carry on a secret love affair without the whole world finding out? Welcome to the eerie new era of the American Surveillance State (ASS), bastard child of the Military Industrial Complex (MIC) and the Patriot Act, making sure that, whether you’re a terrorist, a mom or a four star general, Big Brother is watching you (yes, you too!), quite possibly without his shirt on. Out of this perfect frankenstorm of sex, spies, perma-war and deep, penetrating, “All In” surveillance comes “Petraeus-Gate,” one of the biggest poli-sexual messes to ejaculate out of the Beltway since Bill Clinton got a too-sloppy blowjob (though—unlike General P—he managed to hold onto his day job). Since not everyone in BonoboVille is a poli-sex junkie as addicted to Petraeus-Gate as I am, Capt’n Max and I take the first few minutes of this super sex-educational show to summarize the whole basic convoluted story, using Gawker’s handy-dandy Petraeus-Gate flow chart, embedded in DrSuzy.tv show producer Tasia Sutor’s fabulous patriotic, erotic, military-fetishized set. And with that, we bring Petraeus-Gate “to life,” Commedia Erotica style, based on the not-too-farfetched notion that Petraeus, his paramour/hagiographer Paula Broadwell and that other “other woman,” Jill Kelley (not the porn star!)—all of them having been laughed out of Washington, Harvard and even Tampa—come out West, bleach their hair blonde and get into porn.