If the few gay men that still refer to their group of friends as the plastics (you know who you are) have ruined your appreciation of the gay camp/cult fave Mean Girls, then chances are the upcoming direct-to-DVD sequel will leave you foaming at the mouth. Why must every classic from our childhood (if you believe that the original came out when we were kids, bless your hearts) be devastated?
The only thing that makes Mean Girls 2 even mildly worth a Netflix queuing happens at the :55 mark, and even then, it's a big meh.
