A game which shouldn't be described

After a few drinks with the Gift the other night, we somehow got onto the topic of weird sounding children's programmes which inevitably declined into the traditional game of coming up with porn alternatives for film titles, only slightly altered to fit around first animal-based and then general children's film and TV (which is the main reason the game is not christened with any easy-to-misinterpret snappy name and bears full description at all times lest we find ourselves misunderstood). The normal pitfalls were all present - the double dip of distress at your sudden inability to think of a single film followed up quickly by a list of films which already sound dirty, or are a single word thus requiring a lot more explanation than the inherent humour allows - alongside new ones borne of the fact that I barely like films and can't remember the real titles of them anyway. All the more surprising then that I was the surprise winner (well - I christened myself, but only because soliciting nominations from my husband and the Gift seemed tacky, pointless and would inevitably open up the possibility of them not picking me) with my reworking of the popular children's classic about a boy and his bear to create the monster that is 'Genital Ben'.