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There'd be no way in hell anyone could ban tater tots from any school in Idaho. We had the potato commissioner at the coin toss for our last football game and I live in the wheat growing section.
I felt bad for Mercedes because no one likes it when their friend is in a new relationship (though Kurt says it isn't one) and all they do is talk about the other person or invite them along like a third wheel, if they don't flake on you. The story line of her just wanting a boyfriend or date kind of trivialized people who just want friends and a social life, and I felt reinforced the whole coupling and partnering of society and that if only we could find someone we'd be happy.
I lost it so hard when the conversation at Breadsticks was Mercedes hearing "gay, gay, gay, gay, gay, GAY" and a pink purse fell out of Kurt's mouth. it reminds me of a dear friend everyone assumes is my boyfriend until, as he describes it, he opens his mouth and six yards of taffeta fall out.
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