Thank God For...Zac Efron

THFEB readers, I would like to openly apologize for the absence of my post last week. You see, I was wrestling with my chosen topic of the week, unsure of its justifiability. But after I saw the trailer for the refried cliché mess that is 17 Again …

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CW9TkWY6Cng

…I think I like Zac Efron, okay? Not in a schoolgirl crush kind of way, but similar to my love for Justin Timberlake, I just want to be his mother and feed him casserole. But I feel so wrong making this assessment because I’ve only seen him in the remake of Hairspray.

Because he was DELIGHTFUL!


Despite being so damn endearing, our good friend Zac Efron seems to face a lot of oppostition from people in other social spheres (you know, the social spheres that don't include 12 year old girls). They say he's just another face in the wave of teenyboppers. they say he's only popular because he's cute, and they say he looks like he's made of wax.

But you know who was a face in a wave of teenyboppers, seemed to only be popular because he was cute, and looked like he was made made of wax? Davy Freakin' Jones.



I will stand back and let that implication stand in, because you know I'm right.

You can expect me to stand by these statements I made here today...until I watch the first 20 minutes of High School Musical. After that, you can expect me to live off the grid in stubborn, stubborn shame.

Now, Mr. Open Bar...

If you could melt down Zac Efron to the point of a waxy puddle and reshape him, what kind of candle would you make?

Mop tops and love beads,
Free Pizza