Probably coming soon to a college campus near you.
You know, back in the 70s there was a fourth-rate smut flick that involved a woman whose voice box was, well, somewhat south of the usual location. I don't recall the name of the film. (And no, I never saw it; only read about it. That's quite enough for me.) But I can't hear about the V-Monologues without thinking of that. Murder Inc.'s new campaign looks to be stupid on the same kind of a scale.
Update: The campy film referenced above was called Chatterbox, and it involved a second larynx or something like that, rather than a dislocated one. I guess it wasn't meant to be smut, either, but really tacky comedy. Such are the vagaries of a twenty-odd-year-old memory.
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