It's a little more than upper lip hair....

My Mom's a Werewolf

     Poor Leslie is a bored housewife that cooks garbage for dinner and has an equally bored husband.  On a shopping trip to get a flea color for their dog, she meets John Saxon. John REALLY likes sunglasses and there's also something strange about him.

     Leslie, still bored, is almost conned into a cheap affair with Mr. Saxon, but his poor bedroom etiquette kills the mood....and turns Leslie into a werewolf. That's why you use protection and stay away from randoms, Leslie!!!

Boundaries, dude, boundaries.

     From there we're off to a wacky '80's comedy about a middle aged suburban housewife battling societies preconceived notions of werewolf's and their daily trials. It's not funny, John Saxon dies in the end, and I'll never get that time back. The good news is, there's not one fucking doll in this movie.

Wednesday: My annual Mulligan...