I give up at some point every season, but this year, I more give up. The Bach has been on for 20-something seasons, and we're just shamelessly recycling plot lines. How many times have we encountered fears of heights? Or made out in waterfalls, which is actually a good way to drown and never as sexy as it looks on tv?
As sex writers, what horrified us the most last night was the group date in which the guys tried -- and spectacularly failed -- to teach a sex ed class to adolescents. Their embarrassment about the topic, their ignorance of basic anatomical and reproductive knowledge, their narrow-minded views of what constitutes sex -- these were all glaring examples of how far we have to go in terms of educating not only kids, but adults about sexuality.