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In the biggest product name FAIL of all time, I present to you the Joy Finger from Doc Johnson.
I can guarantee you this rubber abomination is not going to provide you with joy. Unless your definition of joy is “a wiggly, floppy sensation that may or may not leach chemicals into one’s vagina.”
Personally, I can think of nothing sexier than a sex toy that looks like a Halloween gag. Just add some fake blood and you’re good to go!
Also, one reviewer reports that the Joy Finger has an “intense fruity odor.”
I rest my case.