Cock Ring Ken sounds like a fairly universal experience for those of us of a certain age.
Regarding defrosting, I recall a day of placing cakepans full of hot water in the freezer and leaving the door open. And hacking. And hacking. And hacking. With a plastic spatula.
msbelle, I have extra thai chicken frozen pizza! You can have that. Oz & Syl still ballisticatting?
IIRC, and I am too lazy to Google, Cock Ring Ken's real name was something lame like Dance Party Ken.
Only, somehow, when looking at dance club fashion trends and translating them to Ken, no one bothered to check and see what that big circular ring on a chain so many pretty boys were wearing meant. As a result, Ken went out in public in the best early-90s gay dance club fashion, including the cock ring on a string.
Wasn't he wearing a sparkly lavender zoot suit too?
Dance Party Ken.
Gayer still, he was Earring Magic Ken.
No, really.
Well, there is SOME sparkle.... I still can't believe how much of the world was a new thing to me at 18/19.
Gayer still, he was Earring Magic Ken.
Wonder what he goes for on eBay these days, bless his bleached blond head.
Huh. Now feeling the need for Cock Ring Spike.