Ew, Ew, Ew, Ew & Ew.

It is the Solemnity of the Annunciation and Eldest Weed is on Spring Break, so we are searching for a movie to watch together and I am reading IMDB parental guidance messages.

Are there any movies anymore where people don't have sex in toilets?

And could there be any more perfect metaphor for the culture than that the highest form of longing anyone can imagine to depict is sex in a toilet?

So gross. The ladies' magazines are always helpfully publishing tests to prove that women's purses are crawling with e.coli from just being set down on sink shelves when we wash our hands. Yet we're supposed to find it "hot" to expose our most intimate selves on the places not good enough for our handbags?

If I can possibly help it, I try not to use a public toilet even for its intended purpose. Bleech.