Grasshopper is one very unhappy crime fighter.   Her villainous booty call Circuit Breaker has been blabbering about their late night rendezvous to a reporter writing for a local rag.   She’s ticked enough to cut him off for good.  However, she’s aware of her limits (such as they are) and sees no reasons to indulge in self-inflicted spite or celibacy.  What’s called for is a nice helping of revenge.  Throw in a drunken pirate and the possibilities are endless.

What Shall We Do With a Drunken Sailor blasts you like a high-powered ray gun.  Don’t forget we’ve got sassy Grasshopper pulling the trigger.   Again, my only complaint is that I’ve gotten doses of Grasshopper’s super powers but I’d really like to see her do a lot more.   Her take-no-prisoners style of doing things her way does a superb job of tickling your funny bone.  Here I was anticipating another bout of on-the-job racy fun from everyone’s hot-to-trot super heroine, and what I got was a double scoop of raunchiness-meets-revenge.  P. Andrews throws everything at you including the kitchen sink.  There’s more voyeurism (A Grasshopper must!) and *gasp* very loud, public sex.  A couple of scenes introduce some really kicking, new characters that I look forward to seeing more of.  Then there’s the standoff that forces Circuit Breaker to acknowledge just how ticked off Grasshopper is.  Lastly, all Pirates of the Caribbean fans will get a kick out of the drunken sailor that stumbles across the irate leading lady of this wildly, raucous scorcher.  Need I say more?  If you haven’t read the previous installment, You Can Keep Your Mask On, you need catch up.  This wickedly urban tale is rushing towards an impressive take off.   You don’t want to get left in the dust on this one.