Back in the less glamorous halls of the high school, Sue was preparing for an evaluation from the school board. However, she was a little more interested in the superintendent himself.
Ted Beneke Bob Harris had caught her eye, and after giving a speech about how her caning policies had brought the number of absences and tardies down to zero, Sue wasn't too worried about the evaluation. She was more worried about her flirtation with Bob, which quickly went south when he asked her to get a beer and informed her that he had been for a "guy" to hang out with. For the first time ever, the track suit was brought into question. Our next daydream was less of a fantasy and more of a flashback. Sue told Becky about her struggle to be feminine. We traveled back to 1986, when Sue was introduced as the new cheerleading coach. Walking the halls with long hair and a pencil skirt simply did not fit her, and after one high school student informed her of that fact, she immediately began her love affair with the track suit (and the megaphone). Suddenly, Sue was "one scary dude." And that's exactly how we like her.
From a flashback to a gas-induced daydream, Blaine -- whose attitude made me want to smack him (not too hard) -- sat in the back corner of the choir room and pouted, during which he fell asleep and woke up in Glee's slightly creepier version of Sesame Street, where the entire club was made up of puppets. *Shout out to the amazing Artie puppet, wheelchair and all.* Confused by what was in front of him, Blaine did the only thing he knew how to do in those sorts of situations: Sing!
"You're My Best Friend": I love Blaine's voice as much as the next person, but this was just too much. The cheesy puppets and the bubbly feel-good song? If I could have fast-forwarded, I probably would have. I love Queen and a fun, happy-go-lucky performance, but I already wasn't feeling Blaine's narcissism, and I just couldn't handle this. D+
After a bad dance practice with the Cheerios, Jake was the next to sit in the hot seat. I would call it the gas seat, but that just doesn't work. Jake took a seat in the back of the choir room, where he experienced a very different sort of gas-induced slumber. Cue the first dance number!
"Nasty Boys": Between a shirtless Jake, the dance moves, and the throwback to Janet Jackson's legendary video, I was in. If it were up to me, this is what Jake would be doing every week. A-