94 Minutes Starring Peter North, Joey Ray, Lea Di Mae, “Gauge”[?!], Vanda, Dominica Leoni, Aurora Snow and Lee Stone
Phyco:
This one presents us with an odd predicament… you may of heard of Peter North… “The Decorator”, famed for his incredible exploding coconuts delivering pints of yolk in his famously loaded slop shots… one of the most respected, reliable, well loved woodsmen in porns illustrious history… so why can’t we watch him perform without falling into chucklesome apoplexy?
For those of you who are new to this legendary bull of an oatsower, let me try to draw the picture:
Imagine “Action Man” made manifest: a physique of superb proportion, sculpted from marble, a body that defines physical excellence…
With your Grandads head plonked on top!
Surely there’s some echo of Dorian Gray here… some Faustian pact that has allowed this skinflick hero to remain at the top of the cock pile, unweathered by the ravages of time, sporting the divinely inspired frame of Michaelangelos finest, while the head alone matures into an elderly “Norman Bates” - the only evidence of some diabolical contract with the hoofen one himself [subject to Satan having avoided the scythe of Foot an’ Mouth*].
The thing is with the whole “porn thing”, is that while we search endlessly for the sublime, we really crave the modest mundanity of the average, and yet we are consistently confronted with the ridiculous… the moment wood starts to present some idiosyncratic physical quirk the attention literally obsesses toward this element without a solitary care for what else is likely to pleasure… Watching “North Pole” is like seeing some Boschian experiment with head switching… too funny!!
There aint nothing as wonderful as watching a hound fuck… and this gem had us creased up double from start to finish for all the wrong reasons! What a marvel!
The box shot’ll certainly do it tho!
“Laugh? I nearly didn’t!”
Casper:
Peter bloody Pole! Turn it in son!
I was wanking over your stuff on the Adult Channel back in the early early 90’s!
Now, I could understand it if you’d accept your age like Mr Jeremy, but come on for Christ’s sake! You’re like one of the old guys who hosts WWF - all steroids and fake tan. It’s embarrassing.
I even think the birds feel uncomfortable as well - were you bullied at school? - let it go!
Pete, its alright to grow old and weak, no one’s going to nick your lunch!
You can preserve your body, but your loaf gives the game away…
“I can’t watch him anymore”
Phyco:
*We should do a “Foot an’ Mouth” special season eh? Small toes and facials… magic…
Oh and thanks again to Hot Rod Productions for the tape… always a pleasure…