While your wife Christina fully believes in the power of the magical brother trying to contact your dear dead dog Sniffles, you cant help but feel that the psychic Wes seems to be just a tad full of shit. Especially when he proposes to tap into your wifes energy field by burying his own bone between her lovely thighs. You become even more skeptical when the two of them end up naked and youre left holding your tiny pecker in your hand like a two-bit chump. But thats the power of belief, right? As long as you dont believe youre a sissy while you stare at that big black cock, then youre not!