This is Your Brain. This is Your Brain on GLEE.

There’s really no debate. The boys totally beat the girls. Hands down. And I don’t care how they did it. I’m all about saying no to drugs, but if it’s going to up your performance and help you win sectionals, then in the word’s of Dr. Horrible, “a man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do.”

Judge for yourself.

The Guys….

The Girls…

I can only imagine the fanatical groups calling Fox today complaining about last night’s pro-drug episode. The school “nurse” is prescribing kids some over the counter drugs that when abused gives you a high that makes life (not to mention your singing and dancing better). I was half way to my local pharmacy last night to pick up some Vitamin D but then decided that maybe I should wait…at least until my next karaoke night.

Yes, an episode about high school kids abusing drugs that didn’t come with a PSA anti-drug tag at the end. Thank you! In fact, the most vocal anti-drug advocate of the episode, Rachel, also ended up taking the D. She’s not afraid to do what it takes when a competition is on the line. She didn’t’ want to be F-Rod or A-Rod, but she saw the edge the guys had while on the drugs and decided to try it for herself. It worked. Sorry, I’m not advocating illegal drug use, but there’s no denying it worked. I’m just saying.

It seems that the adults of McKinley high are trying awfully hard to completely ruin the lives of the Glee kids. And Will seems to oddly connected to it all. Last week he brought in April Rhodes who managed to corrupt the gleekers with booze, shoplifting, and sex. This week she’s gone but now it’s Will’s wife Teri handing out drugs to the kids. Hey Will, how about you stop bringing these bad influences into these impressionable kids’ lives.

Speaking of Teri, or as I like to call her – Beelzebub, she is really a wretched human being. She’s smart to be faking that pregnancy because there is no way that Will would stick around if she wasn’t “carrying” his child. It’s clear that Will doesn’t love Teri, and based on what we saw last night I don’t even think he likes her. But what’s to like? She’s controlling, manipulative and just mean. And she’s not Emma Pillsbury, an important distinction.

Whether he wants to admit it or not, Will is in love with Emma, and she with him. Emma has given him every opportunity to let her know that he has feelings for her but Will is too loyal to Teri. As a result Emma accepted Ken’s marriage proposal. I don’t know if marriage is the right word. According to her terms they have to live in separate homes across town from each other, there is no changing of her last name, no touching above the wrist (or below the belt I would assume), and he isn’t allowed to tell anyone about their marriage. Hmm. Emma and Ken, both in their own ways, think this is the best they can ever do, and neither wants to die alone. Why not get married? Expect for the fact that they aren’t in love.

Please tell me I wasn’t the only one devastated by the shared looks when Emma told Will she was going to marry Ken. Devastated.

As for the Gleekers, neither team held back when it came to winning the gleek off. I don’t know how they got the costumes together none the less the arrangements or the lighting effects, but these are just some of the many things I choose to overlook when it comes to this show.

The guys mashup of Bon Jovi’s “It’s My Life” and Usher’s “Confession” was fun and relevant. The girls might, who were bright as sunshine in their yellow ensembles, were good but definitely not better than the guys with their take on Beyonce’s “Halo” and Katrina and the Waves “Walking on Sunshine”. Weren’t these the same girls that were complaining about Mr. Schu’s poor song choices just a few weeks back?

Despite their accomplishments, both teams actually lost – as did Mr. Schu. Thanks to Teri’s drug pusher ways, the Glee club now has a new adviser, their biggest adversary – Sue Sylvester. This is going to get ugly.

I could have used a little Vitamin D myself while watching this episode. Some spectactular moments for sure but as a whole it wasn’t as strong as the previous week’s ep. The writers are jamming in so many stories at once that I think some elements are suffering. I mean, Teri deciding to pawn off Quinn’s unborn child as her own is major and probably deserves more than a hasty hallway scene. And I must say that it irks me just a bit that we the audience don’t get to see the growth and development of the Glee club outside of their big musical numbers. This club was pathetic a few weeks ago and now they are pros creating mashups. Let us see them learning harmonies, choreography, etc. It will make their accomplishment that much more special.

But let’s not be fooled, despite its flaws I am in way deep with this show. It’s the only soundtrack I’ve played in my car for the past few weeks, and it’s the only show that I find myself wanting to watch more than once in a week. I’m such a gleeker.

Let’s end this one a bright, cheery, yellow dress note. A few more favorite moments from last night’s episode.

• Teri refusing to pay for Quinn’s medical bills or maternity clothes.

• Finn’s post D-speech

• Howard Bamboo being arrested for buying 36 boxes of decongestant. What? Teri didn’t tell him to go to just one pharmacy.

• I love Kurt’s allegiance to the girls.

• More singing from Artie…and Puck.

• Rachel: “You’re actually a good singer, Quinn. Occasionally sharp, but that’s just because you lack my years of training.”

• Kurt: I don’t understand how lightning is in competition with an above-ground swimming pool.

• Teri:  What time do you go to bed?
  Finn: Um, I don’t know. Usually, after Skinemax starts playing regular movies again.

That’s the way Sue C’s it…

Amrie from MyTakeOnTV.com tweeted today that Fox should publish Sue’s journal as a companion book to Glee. Based on her excerpt we saw last night, I’d be the first in line to buy it. Brilliant.

Dear Journal,
Feeling listless again today. It began at dawn when I tried to make a smoothie out of beef bones, breaking my juicer. And then at Cheerios practice – disaster. It was unmistakable. It was like spotting the first spark on the Hindenburg. A quiver. That quiver will lose us nationals, and without a championship I’ll lose my endorsements, and without those endorsements, I won’t be able to buy my hovercraft.

Glee Club. Every time I try to destroy that clutch of scab-eating mouth-breathers it only comes back stronger, like some sexually ambiguous horror movie villain. Here I am, about to turn 30, and I’ve sacrificed everything, only to be shanghaied by the bi-curious machinations of a cabal of doughy misshapen teens. Am I missing something journal? Is it me? Of course it’s not me. It’s Will Schuester. What is it about him, journal? Is it the arrogant smirk? Is it the store-bought home perm? You know journal, I noticed something yesterday. Of course, it’s coming clear to me now. If I can’t destroy the club, I will have to destroy the man.”

• Please tell me I’m not the only sick bastard that loved the visual of Sue tripping the school nurse. The way she splatted on the floor had me howling. Ryan Murphy is one sick soul, and I love him for it.

• Sue: “Don’t have the time, don’t have the uterus.”

• Sue: “Ellen, that blouse its just insane.”

• Sue: “I think you should both pack up and move out of the district, unless you want to lose your husband to a mentally ill ginger pygmy with eyes like a bush baby.”

So did you think the guys or the girls took it last night?  Is Teri the devil or just one of his helpers?  Can we start a campaign to stop Emma from marrying Ken?  Thoughts on last night’s episode?  Gleek away!