The authorities find one of these in a guy’s closet and he’s labeled a creepy perv for the rest of his life, but a woman can hang one of these over her bed (on a pulley mind you) and it’s all in good fun.
Shameful.
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The Reluctant Optimist 
nice… real nice. But hey, if you want a blow up doll… well I have no arguments. Just don’t name her June.
Stay back wicked woman, lover of teen vampires and Canadian commercial faux grunge bands. You won’t drag me down into the vile pit of bad music and movies.
But, where do I get one? For my wife I mean.
Oh TRO baby… you were in that vile pit way before me. I think it was called “The 70’s”
*wink*