The intro to the sequel finds our hosts luxuriating in the heart-shaped bubble bath of a tacky motor inn with hourly room rates. The crazed compilation throws strange things at you at whiplash speed, often not even warning you to “Think fast!” a split-second before your retinas are exposed to: Won Ton Ton, Chinese feather tickling, Charles Bronson, hobos eating shoe-polish, Fred Savage, well-endowed vixens, Evel Knievel, breakdance and vintage commercials.