There's an odd man who makes strange, bizarre devices out of motors, crankshafts, vibrators and dildos, like something from a David Cronenberg movie (Dead Ringers, Videodrome). He calls his enterprise "Ken's Twisted Mind." One of his nefarious machines has found its way into Linsey's lab and she's not shy about wanting to strap it on or take the credit for inventing it. "The Fuck Machine!," LDM triumphantly calls it. "I get fucked by my invention," Linsey announces. The mind boggles. "All I need now is to get naked." Linsey warms up with a striptease, thankfully removing her bulky clothes.