I'll come clean and tell y'all I once bought a beeeyootyful little Ornamental number at a Napa sex shop. What I did with it was fill it with helium and tie it to an initiate of a group I'm a member of called E Clampus Vitus. Sorta like a fraternity hazing on steroids. Other initiates have worn striped bass-head necklaces and gutted road-kill raccoon head gear. The blow-up doll was for an initiation in the public realm and it had to have at least a modicum of respectability.

I still have that doll next to my bed, because I hit it every night. lol