BreadstiX. Clan Hummel celebrates Burt's candidacy. Well, Burt and Carole celebrate Burt's candidacy while the obnoxious and petty children peevishly attempt to make the whole thing All About Them, so it's a very happy moment, indeed, when Sue strolls over to gift the table with a few snide remarks, because it means I don't have to listen to St. Gay Of Lima moan about his sad lot in life anymore. Well, for the rest of the evening, at any rate. "I need to thank you," Sue eventually admits. "Your 'Burt's Corner' last night was a real wake-up call," she continues. "I'd lost track of why I wanted to run in the first place, and it wasn't about the arts -- it was about my sister." This confession is met with little more than a round of befuddled gawping from Clan Hummel, so Sue elaborates. "You know what public school program is the first to go in a recession?" she lectures. "Special education." Um. Wrong? I don't follow the news on this particular subject at all, so I freely admit I haven't a clue if Sue's talking out of her ass at the moment or not. Given the way Figgins has been shown to mismanage the high school's budget in the past, though, I've no doubt her next assertion is true. "There are special needs kids at McKinley," she states, "yet there's no Special Ed classes, and no Special Ed teacher." "I think that might be a better use of school funds," she notes, "than flying the Glee Club to New York without a set list, only to lose at Nationals with a song they made up the night before." And...all of the points to Sue. Forever. Christ, that episode sucked! In any event, with her new mission statement thus so effectively delivered, Sue wishes Burt a "happy aneurysm," and vanishes into the night.
"Say U2's overrated! Say it!" That trio of hockey-haired, letter-jacketed lunkheads from earlier in the hour has The Leprechaun pinned up against the lockers back at McKinley High, where they torture the hapless and annoying bit of nothing in so heartless a manner until Frankenteen staggers over to defend The Leprechaun's honor. Or something like that. At Finn's mere mention of Coach Beiste's name, the lunkheads flee, and Frankenteen and The Leprechaun settle in for a chat, but to be honest with you, I'm completely distracted by that "CHARMAN KINZELMAN FOR TREA$URER" poster at the far end of the hall, and guess what? Charman Kinzelman is Ian Brennan's mother. I think. I mean, I'm pretty sure. You might be interested to know she apparently wrote this, which must mean she's awfully proud of the way her son's chosen to portray her vocation on this show. You know, if it's actually her.