Julie K. Smith in Cheerleader Massacre (2003)

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If the typical American high school were stocked with the crew of stacked-top strumpets who strut and flash throughout the flesh-packed frames of Cheerleader Massacre (2002), truancy would be down to nothing, no one would ever agree to graduate, and male teachers would pay for their posts. What could go wrong on a campus where sex is a team sport and all the hot broads are eager and happy to put out? Wouldn’t you know that some psycho freak with a grudge against happiness is stalking the pulchritudinous pom-pom shakers? The psycho creep must be stopped before his murderous urges deprive the rest of us of the healthy impulses that the jumping-jack Jills instill in us.