There's nothing wrong with a talking foul mouthed gingerbread man getting a massage by two topless babes and there's nothing wrong with topless babes hanging out in a bowling alley. Right? This could happen. In my world, it does. One too many times. Have you smoked soooo much pot that your bong talks to you, in a Jamaican accent no less. What's the point?! Really. I guess nowadays 'B' movies stand for bad movies. It's all about cranking out crap by filling it with nudity and bad jokes that usually fall flat. No creativity. It's all about quantity not quality. Skip this one. Please don't pass me this joint, I've got a headache.
Review of Evil Bong 420
