LOL, yeah, my sister and I had this ongoing ... well, "role-playing" isn't quite the right word for what we used to do, but they were collaborative stories that we'd make up, out loud, on the spot. There were tons of them, but I definitely remember the one about the poor girl at Christmastime who ended up with 12 partridges, 24 turtledoves and it just kept getting worse from there.

I'm not exactly sure why my reaction to the end of Male Enhancement was so negative. I think it's essentially that finding out the timeline was supposed to be THAT much like the one in our universe made my brain do a very unpleasant paradigm shift and start trying to make everything make sense. I feel terrible about giving it such a half-assed rec, but I had so much love for most of it that I also hated not to say anything at all.