Am I the only one who used to watch Grease 2 with Michelle Pfeiffer over and over again during the summer months between grades of school? That movie had some of the best musical numbers, including one about the birds and bees and it was terribly provocative, especially for an impressionable Mormon youth such as myself. I think I’m going to call my mom and tell her that it was because she let me watch that movie that I ended up having premarital sex. It’s all her fault.