He practically disowned me." You were nine. NINE! Even Cam can't keep a straight face as he says, "All this from just one little afternoon." "One little afternoon that you walked away from. This time you don't walk away." Cameron hears my pleas to shut him up and interrupts Sideburns to say, "Oh, my God you need to get over yourself! Are you even listening?" That might, MIGHT have saved the scene, but the writers ruin it by giving Cam the following lines: "It's not what happens to you, man, it's what you do about it." Sideburns gets all nose-to-nose and sneers up his lip so high that he looks like Templeton and hisses, "I am doing something about it." "You wanna get down with me?" Cameron doesn't say this any louder than he's said any of the past lines, but now all of a sudden the entire school stops to stare at the two boys in the spotlight that they've been listening to in obedient silence for the past five minutes. "Because I will get down with you anyway you want." You know, I'm all for homoerotica in teen dramas, but this just isn't sexy at all. The silent students have started milling around again. Cam puts his nose up to Sideburns's and says that Sideburns will have to leave Meghan out of this. "Oooh, sorry. Can't do that, dude. See, we're a thing now." "All right, fine," Cam's jaw clenches, "I'm left with no option. So let's get it on. ME. YOU. BLEACHERS. TOMORROW NIGHT." A group of silent students stands in a chorus line and watches. "And if I win? You and Meghan are history." Sideburns smiles and says, "All right. Fine by me. But won't that be strike three for you?" Apparently he has no real interest in Meghan and has only transferred to this school when he got the memo that Cameron was on his second strike. What the fuck ever. Man, I'm sorry, Wing. I know we're not supposed to curse too much in this things, but this piece of shit television show makes me want to fucking cuss. It's such crap. CRAP! THIS SHOW IS SO STUPID! STUPID! JESUS! WHY? WHY AM I IN THIS PRE-TEEN CRAP HELL? WHO TALKS LIKE THIS? WHO DRESSES LIKE THIS? WHO CHALLENGES PEOPLE TO A FIGHT AT THE BLEACHERS AT NIGHT OVER HIS SISTER'S VIRGINITY? WHO? At least Three O' Clock High had humor in it. At least My Bodyguard had Matt Dillon. This has nothing. NOTHING. The bleachers. Give me a break. Stupid. Dammit. Damn. Dammity-damn-damn-hell.
Episode Report CardPamie: D | 337 USERS: C+
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