I'm less shocked by the near-dick experience than I am by his chest hair. It's like a nipple unibrow. Just... why?

Was anyone else subjected to the unusual torture of bad Lifetime movies, specifically the ones centered on Teen Problems™, in high school health class? They were rife with all the Sad Teen tropes, including excessive, ham-handed sad teen death moments meant to fuel positive change in the main character's behavior.

Neil/Todd, though.

I watched it again recently after about a 10 year gap, and my hatred of Maureen lives on, so I feel you. Also, that movie is the reason I have a pronounced phobia of large, many-bladed pieces of farming equipment. (I don't know if that's so much a phobia as just common sense, but still. That movie is what made me…