Another movie about teen troubles that could all be avoided if we popularized fun, safe sex with multiple partners! See, the trouble here is, one sad-faced college gal wants to marry a hunky, carved-out-of-styrofoam football player, against the wishes of her doddering, doily-wearing parents AND her Romulan senior citizen roommate. So the two love birds run off to be wed in secret, ruining their lives forever. Now, in a perfect world they could just, uh, do the deed, repeat as necissary, and get it out of their systems. Then they could concentrate on their studies, graduate, and find true love in the private sector once they are mature and sickened of a frolicking, mind-blowing sex life.
What was I talking about? Oh, yeah, this short. It's not that good. The scenes of the elderly college gal and her Maynard G. Krebs-like boyfriend gloating about how great their relationship was really sickened me, as did the decrepit corpses who played the enraged parents. My only consolation is that they're both long dead by now.
What was I talking about? Oh, yeah, this short. It's not that good. The scenes of the elderly college gal and her Maynard G. Krebs-like boyfriend gloating about how great their relationship was really sickened me, as did the decrepit corpses who played the enraged parents. My only consolation is that they're both long dead by now.