Inflate-a-palooza

I forgot to post this from last week's trip in NY. At an event at the Strand bookstore after being interviewed by the brilliant writer, Amy Hempel, Chuck passed out literally dozens of extremely cheap inflatable sex dolls. They were so cheap that they came with only painted on genitals, a real drawback when it comes to functionality. The mouths looked viable though, if an inanimate rubber mouth is your idea of a good time. Then at a signal the huffing and puffing began and the proud owner of the first taut, fully inflated male and fully inflated female doll received bitchin' swag, signed copies of "Knockemstiff" by Chuck fave Donald Ray Pollock and the like. The place went nuts and Chuck was passing out gifts like an anarchist Santa Claus. Later, as I was walking out, I heard a strange soft hissing from all directions and I realized it was dozens of lifeless, genitally deprived sex dolls sadly surrendering their borrowed breath.