15

"My Ding-A-Ling"

So many important questions are raised here. Does Berry have some sort of Pavlovian reaction whereby every time he hears a bell, he whips it out and starts going to town? If so, we're not sure that's the very best rule for grammar school, or any school for that matter. In fact, by the time senior year of high school rolled around, with it's 14 bells a day and underage freshman girls, we're guessing things got downright litigious.
On second thought, Mr. Berry did grow up in the '30s, and you know what they say about public masturbation and the Great Depression...

14

"Darling Nikki"

13

"Icicle"

Icicle" is our first entry from a woman and-surprise, surprise-it's Tori Amos. For some reason, she's always come off like a chronic masturbator. Maybe it's her boring, introspective music videos. Maybe it's the fact that she appears to be masturbating in at least a quarter of the images that accompany this YouTube audio clip. Or maybe it's the time she sent us that unsolicited humor submission about how she wore down the knob on her clit-hitter. Sorry, Tori, it just wasn't right for us, but feel free to contact us with any questions. And in case you're wondering how a Tori Amos song made it onto a "Best of.." anything list, the simple answer is that we were lesbians in college.

12

"Orgasm Addict"

It's no surprise that this band, named after a vibrator, penned a few ditties about pleasuring oneself. The song's titular orgasm addict is so out of control that his jeans are covered with stains, which raises an important question: If you were literally addicted to masturbation, would you really be giving your jeans an impromptu stone washing before hanging out with your mom? Wouldn't an addict be a little better at concealing it? It's not like alcoholics drink whiskey right before coming home and kissing their wives. They mix it in with their morning coffee so no one will smell it on them. Which bring us to another important question: God damn you dad, why couldn't you have just been an orgasm addict?

11

"Pictures of Lily"

10

"I'm a Wanker"

Tom Sizemore aside, seldom do people take such unabashed pride in spanking their dick around. Unlike Mr. Biggun, most of us would define ourselves by our profession or by our religion or as fathers or mothers. Ivor's taken a different tack here and, you know, good for him. But how does he know he's truly the best? Unlike Los Angeles youth karate tournaments or heavyweight boxing matches, rubbing oneself has no official competition or governing body. Ivor sound like he knows what he's doing, but until he proves it in organized competition, CRACKED will have to continue recognizing the monkey in this video as the official champ. We suspect that the Wall Street Journal will take the same position.

9

"St. Swithin's Day"

8

"Dancing With Myself"

This song could actually be about dancing with oneself. Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar. But Billy Idol is such a jerk-off, and "love vibration" is such a lame phrase, that it's almost definitely about jerking off. Fun Fact: while this song was ironic in the '80s when Billy Idol could get laid easier than he could get groceries, it's lyrics, sadly, are true now-Billy Idol spends most days dancing around his one-bedroom apartment naked, jacking off once or twice an hour. Life really imitates art, doesn't it?

7

"The Keys to Her Ferrari"

6

"Blister in the Sun"

If you're getting blisters, you're kneading your ham way too much. And if you're doing it out in the sun, there's a pretty good chance people can see you. In both cases, you've most likely got a problem. The band has recently claimed "Blister in the Sun" is really about a girl who likes big hands. So the "beats/stained sheets" rhyming couplet is, apparently, about making a salad in bed.

5

"Praying Hands"

Ah yes, the ol' ambidextrous method (known to us as the Danny Tanner). We can only assume these kooky Ohioans are referring to the practice of cupping the moneybag with one hand while the other hand earns the paycheck. We're not sure if this means that it's cool to masturbate at work or not, but we're pretty certain that it's not the best idea to take sex-ed advice from grown men who wear flowerpots on their heads.

4

"Turning Japanese"

The great song from the new wave era mixes excessive masturbation and racial insensitivity into one incredibly creepy, undeniably catchy stew. The title implies that too much hand-shandy will leave you squinting like a stereotypical Japanese person-it sounds like the Vapors' parents and our parents read the same pamphlet, "Ways to Scare Your Constantly Masturbating American Child." The way we always chose to look at it: if you punish your baby ferret enough, you can learn a new language.

3

"She Bop"

Until our slumber party concept album is released next month, this will be the catchiest song about girlie masturbation. But however catchy, Cyndi Lauper better make sure she explains to the chaperone that one of his duties will be prying her hands out of her vagina, because that's not usually under a chaperone's purview. In addition to introducing us to the existence of chaperones that forcibly stopped masturbation, "She Bop" also introduced us to the phrase "danger zone," which is used to refer to a lady area. Wait, does that mean that the song "Highway to the Danger Zone" is about traveling to a girl's Christian spot? Because we find it hard to believe that Kenny Loggins would want to be anywhere near a human vagina.

2

"I Touch Myself"

1

"Pump It Up"

See, even one of rock's smartest songwriters has written lyrics about this base subject. The reason being that like war, politics and two-person love, masturbation has been ubiquitous in music ever since humans decided to invent it. Though our Latin may be a little shaky, the last term we heard the 1,200-year-old Gregorian Chant, we're pretty sure the phrase "flogging the dolphin" was in there somewhere.