Good Vibrations.

No, I'm not talking about the sex pot that is Marky Mark (which, by the way, I feel the strong urge to mention this- holy FUCK is he hot....god, the 90's were great). 

Sadly, what I am actually talking about is this (?) week's episode of Glee (entitled Funk...great music genre btw). I actually don't really fancy Glee, like at all, but my two best friends are obsessed with it, so I checked it out...and admittedly I am hooked on their music. But this is all besides the point. 

Oh.

My.

Fucking.

God.

Dancing pregnant teenagers.

My brain just exploded. 

2012 can't come sooner. 

What the HELL was that?!?!?! I wanted to STAB my fucking eyeballs out, just straight-up Oedipus them from my skull, and of fucking course I was enjoying the creamy deliciousness that is a Klondike bar at that exact damned moment. Guess what was immediately discarded? Bastards. I have never been so disturbed in my entire life. And I don't really give two flying shits in space how immature this sounds, but I have this thing against pregnant chicks. Actually, preggers being in public, at least while I'm out there as well. Freaks me out. Sorry, I know this is offensive, but seriously. Seriously. There is a line. A FUCKING LINE PEOPLE. Not only did hip-hoping pregnant females cross the line, hell it basically raped the line, but then they had to be teenagers. Minors. I mean, Christ, come on! Way to send a message to young girls that not only is teenage pregnancy so common it's now acceptable, but that on top of it all, it's cool. I find it pretty damned offensive to young women in less than ideal situations who have to deal with it (seriously, Secret Life of an American Teenager is a disgusting and distasteful portrayal), and furthermore, other than finding it revolting, I just find it over the top to such a ridiculous level that I couldn't form a coherent thought for thirty straight minutes. 

Ladies and gents, how hard is it to slap a rubber on, pop a pill, or use a fucking glow-in-the-dark vibrating dildo?!?! Talk about some good vibrations baby. Oh wait, that's right- there would be NO baby!!! People, don't procreate- just masturbate. 

Mr. Wahlberg, that is indeed suggestive. I certainly hope you have a rubber...because I might attack you...naked.