Air Date: 10/29/2011

Flying can be an aphrodisiac, and no, I don’t mean being felt up by TSA. Freud said flying dreams represent sexual desire. Others say romance and liberation. Think Superman squiring Lois Lane through the friendly skies without a plane. But actually flying, falling—or skydiving—while having sex mid-air would be a pretty hair-raising experience, even for the completely shaved….So, in the scary sex spirit of Halloween, we welcome some guests from the more daredevil, don’t-try-this-at-home end of the human sexuality spectrum, a porn star pair that put members of the Mile High Club to shame when they dropped over two miles from a plane while having sex doggystyle in nothing but their parachutes and birthday suits. A more grounded sort of thrill-seeking adventure lands on stage once the fishnets fall away and the Hitachi, the Monkey Rocker, my magic dildonic vibrating broom, my magic fingers and the American flag all get mounted in a valiant, diligent and ultimately triumphant effort to squirt. Since a few other scheduled guests had bailed at the last minute due to food poisoning (nasty Halloween candy?) and zombie attacks, we also draft a few colorfully costumed studio audience members into featured guest seats. Trick or parachute!