Because you are the only person who would appreciate this, um, romance novel, a review of which turned up in the comments on the old flist, and which I feel compelled to share, in the interests of refuting entropy.
Frankly, I don’t know of any visual more attractive or seductive than a guy dressed like a knight in a tacky dinner theatre waving his post pee schwizzle stick around. Louise is clearly a woman of discerning taste. She also is one who doesn’t worry about any kind of hygiene issues because she is not at all concerned when pee shaking man hands grab her and whisk her to the last stall in the bathroom that turns out to be, yes, a time traveling portal. Oh, if Bill and Ted only knew that the phone booth wasn't the only way to break through the space time continuum. The really horrible part?
It goes downhill from there.
Needless to say, there is a lot of NSFW text about. Also, a lot of HORRIBLE HORRIBLE PAIN.