"If you don't eat yer meat, you can't have any pudding. How can you have any pudding if you don't eat yer meat?"
For years, my entire imagination of British boys school was driven by Pink Floyd's morose 'Another Brick in the Wall' scary Sadistic somberness. Now, lo and behold, British schoolboys seem to be dropped off in a perpetually sunny environment to the ogling delight of hot mums such as Elle Macpherson, who drops her son off each morning and causes at least ten boys later that evening to suffer embarrassing consequences of early pubescent REM sleep matched with the images of a super MILF hottie like Elle coming to visit them in the boys gymnasium to rub them with warm liniment. At least, that's what I'm imagining at the moment. Are these moms aware of just how many naughty memory bits they're implanting into the impressionable libidos of these men-to-be? They are the pudding. Enjoy.