Oh those teasing, bubbly lesbians! They're so delicious. No matter our favortie idiots are willing to go to such lengths to see them make out and suck each other's bare titties. Wouldn't you?
REVIEW
It’s a case of déjà vu through and through as the gaggle of horny teenagers from the surprise hit American Pie is reassembled for another hasty helping of adolescent sexual prankishness. Set during the summer after the gang’s freshman year in college, we follow the hormonal partiers to a lake house retreat and even get a peek at the hijinx going on at a certain notorious band camp. Alas, though American Pie 2 reunites the entire original cast (quite a mean feat considering how many of them have catapulted to higher stardom since the first flick) and was co-scripted by the original writer, there’s a thick choking air of desperation to replicate and one-up each of the first movie’s naughty, rowdy highlights. Expect more gross-out gags involving bodily fluids, a bit of misplaced homophobia and some outrageously embarrassing masturbation mishaps. Don’t expect the spontaneity or sincerity of the original. (Sequel: American Wedding)