Welcome to episode 302 of Glee, “I Am Unicorn.” It’s like “I Am Woman” except you take out all the women and replace them with unicorns. Speaking of women, I am a woman and writing this recap is apparently like sitting on a bed of plastic forks, otherwise I would’ve finished it 30 years ago. Actually it’s like recapping a rock or a tree. Hey tree. What’s up. Leaves are changing, I see. Just like they do EVERY SEASON. 

hehehehe i'm a tree hehe

This week’s episode is entitled “Me and My Hag” and, just like all the storylines from this godforsaken shitshow, this week’s plot is based on the true story of Ryan Murphy’s adolescence, starring Chris Colfer as Young Ryan Murphy and Lea Michele as His Hag. You know gay men love their divas!

Speaking of divas, lemme just get this off my chest — I have approximately 46 counterproductive feelings about this imaginary production of West Side Story. See I love West Side Story. It was the first Broadway show I ever saw (it was on tour) and subsequently any time anyone in the Detroit Metro area was putting on West Side Story — be it community theater, a band of traveling kittens or a junior high school — I WAS THERE. I’ve also seen the movie 678 times. Probs this originated ’cause my name is Marie and for most of my childhood adults enjoyed singing “Maria, I just met a girl named Maria!” to me so I asked my Dad what all the fuss was about and he took me to the Masonic Temple. Google it.

Right, so! DIVAS. Are we really going to have to suffer through a Diva-Off next week? Because I get it, I get it — Mercedes needs more solos, many argue she’s a better singer than Rachel. But recycling that plot all over again over West Side Story is just lazy. Mercedes is Anita and everybody knows it.

In fact, let me just cast this motherfucker so I can move on:

Rachel – Maria
Mercedes – Anita
Blaine – Tony
Santana – Bernardo (I’m serious. Think about it!)
Quinn – Velma
Brittany – Graziella
Puck – Riff
Kurt – Chino
Finn – Officer Krupke
Mike – Pepe
Tina – Rosalia

Actually you know what’d be really subversive? Having Kurt play Anybodys.

Anyhow YOU’RE WELCOME GLEE. No need for auditions.

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We open with Brittany offering her student council president campaign management services to Kurt, whose outfit suggests an ambitiously ornithological preparation for autumn and/or civil war.

tomorrow belongs to me

She explains that Kurt is a unicorn, because he’s magical and isn’t afraid to show it, and she’s popular and has slept with a lot of people. So together it’s a dream team, like Michael Jordan and Scottie Pippen.

Brittany: “No, okay, no, the point is, a unicorn is somebody who knows they’re magical and isn’t afraid to show it. You went through hell last year, and you never forgot how special you were. And I slept with a lot of people and I’m really popular so I think I can get you mega-votes.”

never underestimate the power of the slut vote

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“Big news,” Will says as he enters The Glee Room. “Big news” is his standard greeting now, the children have learned not to trust his assessment of the news. When Osama Bin Laaden got shot, Will started yelling BIG NEWS from the Teacher’s Lounge and for the finale just screamed BIG NEWS until everybody’s eardrums broke and they all died.  True story.

i was hoping he was gonna write something about being bootylicious

In preparation for nationals, at which point they’ll disregard everything they did all season and perform a brand new song/dance Finn wrote the night before using magnetic poetry, Will’s launching “Booty Camp” to teach the chitlins to dance better. He saw Dancing With the Stars last night and figured if Nancy Grace can do it, Finn can do it, just like in Footloose. 

kevin bacon as mike chang and chris penn as finn

Vocal Adrenaline lost their coach and, like Ursula in The Little Mermaid, took everybody’s voices with her. So now New Directions has a “real shot at [Nationals]” as long as Finn and Rachel can keep their tongues in their own mouths and Blaine keeps wearing this bowtie:

to kurt and blaine, "booty camp" implied something else entirely

Here’s hoping hijinks will ensue and nobody will remember last time Will created Dance Camp and Rachel broke her nose.  Will’s giving up directing West Side Story in order to focus on Nationals, which luckily is the only thing he ever talks about so I think he’ll have no trouble focusing. He’s passed the directorial reigns to Artie and these two sterling women:

comedy of errors

Sure! Why not?

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Lest we dwell excessively on existing characters and storylines, let’s bring back another Broadway Buddy and in her honor, dig up whatever nonsensical plot justified her inclusion the first time!  Maureen FromRent is back!

boys, girls, i can't help it baby

MoMo Shelby explains that her return is ostensibly because Al Motta so desperately wants his daughter Sugar to shine in show choir that he donated a chunk of cash to the school in exchange for yet ANOTHER Show Choir, directed by an Esteemed Show Choir Director, in which Sugar could be a star.

this will turn out to be a milli vanilli situation

But Shelby’s not just there to auto-tune sugar, she’s there for her own baby-mama-drama. In fact she spends the rest of the episode trotting around the school having feelings. She’s like this purple tamale of sassy maternal flavor explosion. Bitch gets DARK.

As much as Quinn’s relationship with Puck Jr completely fascinates my stuffed animals, as far as parentage goes, I think we’re all way more curious about Rachel’s gay Dads than we are about all this teenaged offspring.

At this point, I’m basically envisioning Rachel’s parents look like this:

Or this:

Or this:

And I’ve got absolutely no way to shatter these stereotypes if I’m not given something else to work with.

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Over at the Sanctuary of Skank, our favorite Hot Topic customers are giving whirlies to Matilda in order to steal her lunch money, which is so 1988. Seriously, Quinn has never looked better. The best part about New Quinn is that she’s exactly like Old Quinn, just with a less enthusiastic voice and a different outfit.

Al Motta paid good money for that toilet paper

Sue Sylvester busts up the punk pretty party to hornswaggle New Quinn into Sue’s anti-arts anti-Will agenda, because that’s what Sue does. She roams the halls like a fierce dinosaur hungry for a carrot, finding fucks to give and then hurling them upon other people.

Quinn: “You have no power over me anymore. Because I’ve got nothing to lose.”

But Sue looks at New Quinn and sees her Very Own Joe the Plumber.

they should have a staring contest

Overlooking the fact that Quinn’s outfit and bedazzled denim vest is its own work of art, Sue’s got Quinn in mind for a tearjerking heartbreaking move-of-the-week about how The Arts destroy lives, seeing as Glee Club is responsible for Quinn losing her boyfriend and other assorted tragedies.

Sue: “You’ve never looked worse. You’ve lost your child, your boyfriend, your rep and worse, your high pony. You know who I blame? The Glee Club.”

Quinn says she’s got a few demands, including but not limited to installing a sofa under the bleachers for recovery from that heady post-cigarette feeling so many rebel teenagers enjoy.  I say “including but not limited to” because Quinn says she has ‘a few’ demands, but only says one of them. Ultimately, this isn’t the first time Glee’s had problems with math.

you know manic panic rinses out after 24 shampoos, right?

Sue says it’s a deal, and then swipes Quinn’s nerd-extracted cash from the sink ledge where it is so vulnerably perched. Quinn is apparently too cool to try and stop Sue from stealing. She just stands there and watches her money get taken away. JUST LIKE SHE DID WITH HER BABY.dotted-divider2

Over at campaign HQ, Brittany, wearing a unicorn horn I hope she never takes off, has raided Fire Island and presents Kurt with a Gaysplosion of Gay McGayerson Gay Gay. It’s adorable, really — Brit’s eager to please, Kurt’s excessively self-conscious — it’s a great scene.

So Brit-Brit’s got posters…

what this means is that brittany donates to the hrc, did a no h8 pic and an "it gets better" video and is therefore girlfriends with santana lopez.

… and even “gift bags” for the peons which she calls “Kurt Hummel’s bulging pink fun sacks” which frankly makes me think of blue balls, except pink, because he’s gay, so it’s “pink balls,” although the first time I ever heard of “blue balls” it was from a gay guy and then already, here we are talking about nutsacks on this LESBIAN WEBSITE which is absolutely inexcusable.

brittany is gonna be so fucking fierce at pride with her girlfriend

I gotta hand it to Brittany. There’s not a mean bone in that incredible body, she loves everyone for exactly who they are and is newly shocked every time to discover others don’t feel the same way about themselves. If we could see the world through Brittany’s eyes…

if i nail santana with this unicorn horn, it's not cheating

Kurt, whose sailor hat would lose a regatta to Brittany’s horn any day, isn’t ecstatic:

Kurt: “You know I appreciate your enthusiasm but you know, it’s just all wrong — I think it’s just you know a tad too–”
Brittany: “Unicorn?”
Kurt: “Gay. I feel like I might as well have a big neon sign behind me that says gaygiddygaygiddygagaygaygay.”

Really? That can be arranged …

Kurt’s got a better idea that will alienate everyone under the age of 75 at McKinley High:

You know what this poster says, dontcha?

Brittany in her glorious innocence doesn’t grasp what’s wrong with seeming gay, which means:

1. Gay history should be taught in school

2. Kurt remains both comfortable with himself and his choices while carrying a stomachfull of internalized self-loathing about how he’s perceived by his more masculine peers.

3. Brittany is a unicorn. Or maybe a bi-acorn?

4. Brittany and Santana Should Be Together

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Quinn, wearing a bandana indicative either of lesbianism or gang affiliation, is dragged to The Shelby Room for a chit-chat with Shelbykins.

can i borrow your shirt

It’s time for a teachable moment, ladies! If you get pregnant as a teenager and feel you’re unable to care for your child properly at that point in your life and therefore give it up for adoption to a loving family who wants a child of their own, then you will forever be haunted by nightmares of your lost child. These nightmares will look like Anne Geddes calendars:

Shelby is many things — a singer, a dancer, the Wicked Witch of the West — but more than all of that, she is a woman with a baby. Midway through La Vie Boheme, Shelby realized Beth could be taking her first baby steps that very minute and fuck me with a corncob if the nanny gets to see that and Shelby does not.

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Shelby: “I missed so many firsts in Rachel’s life, I’m not gonna do that with Beth.”

This’d be an ideal moment for the baby to crawl out of a desk drawer and say “show choir,” but nobody listens to my ideas.

I'll show you what shoes to wear! How to fix your hair! Everything it really counts to be popular

Thus Shelby jumped at the chance to leave her dreams behind and take this part-time job and be in close proximity to all of her uterus-related situations.

Shelby: “Look since the day I gave Rachel up for adoption I have been walking through life searching everywhere for her face, imagining what she’s doing, what she may be like — I don’t want you to go through what I went through.”

and nobody, i tell you nobody, puts baby in a motherfucking corner

Shelby says she wants Quinn in Beth’s life but not with that haircut. Quinn responds by talking crazy:

Quinn: “You think you can tell me what to do just because you signed a few papers? You’re not her mom. I’m her mom. That is something you are never going to be.”

Maybe Quinn feels guilty, really, for everything she could’ve done but didn’t do, and this becomes just another one of those things — another squandered opportunity, or unfulfilled potential. Maybe she’s just so fucking angry that it feels sensical to say ridiculous shit like this.

It seems unlikely this could truly be about the baby, despite Shelby’s insistence that it is. But Quinn deals with guilt/self-doubt/loss by insulting people and getting pissed/irrational. That’s not new.

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Some bizarre camerawork/wind-whipping noises introduces us to Booty Camp and Mike Chang’s significant arm muscles, which are leading the pack of ragamuffins learning to dance. Mercedes isn’t having it, she’d rather “park and bark,” which means she wants to sing while people dance around her. Again, what do I do with that?

i wanna live forever i wanna know how to fly FAME

Kurt hears it while doing “the grapevine” that Blaine was planning on auditioning for Tony as well, which Kurt passive-aggressively reacts to, and Blaine, because he is so perfect he’s verging on doormat, backs down, which is fine, because I’m not at all invested in how spectacular Blaine would be as Tony.

kurt has yet to realize that teamwork makes a dream work

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At last, Shelby’s lifetime of street-wandering and thinking-about-Rachel’s-face has paid off ’cause she found the piano and the high-strung daughter doing scales next to it wearing a doll’s dress adapted for a grownup body which’s so tight it just honestly screams MAMA WHO BORE ME.

i love how those buttons aren't even buttons, the mormons would totally dig this ensemble

Rachel flips, obviously, ’cause interrupting Rachel practicing for an audition, especially with some kind of emotional drama, is like interrupting RuPaul operating the Dragulator.

Rachel: “I almost had to go to therapy because of you.”

I’ve never been mad at Rachel Berry. Not for one single solitary minute. Shelby, making up for the years she could’ve been stage-momming the hell out of this unit, tells Rachel to do “Somewhere” for her audition rather than “I Feel Pretty.”

Shelby: “You will never be a star or get the lead if you play it safe. Try it.”

Or um, Rachel already did I Feel Pretty last season? Rachel takes the challenge and Idina is right there on backup like a champ.

Rachel kills this song, removes her knife of awesome from it, skins it, makes a fierce shrug of it and feeds the rest of it to homeless people and then she wears that shrug to the fucking banquet she hosts starring every limb and meatpiece of this triumphant song not already fed to homeless people.

somewhere there's a face for us

We swish over to Rachel’s audition, which’s fondly received by the Three Amigos:

i hope at some point coach beiste employs that whistle

Meanwhile, I’m clearly retrospectively floating on a cloud of “I Dreamed a Dream”:

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Moving right along to the Quinn Fabray Afterschool special: Mother May I Sleep With Danger And Have a Baby and Then Get All Lyla Garrity On Everyone and Then Dip My Head in a Bucket of Jungle Juice at Phi Sigma Kappa and Then Blame It All on Glee Club.

Sue: “After a long day of snorting Splenda and cutting class, she kills the pain the only way she knows how — smoking cornstarch.”

the outsiders: the lady edition

Sue then leads Quinn into Will’s office for a throwdown, wherein Will locates his balls, extracts them from his Dockers, and launches into perhaps his most triumphant moment of all time (Becky agrees with me):

Will: “Miss Fabray, wait. You know there’s only one person in this world that you care about. And that’s yourself.”
Quinn: [interrupting] “You have no idea –”
Will: “I’M NOT FINISHED! You’re not a little girl anymore, Quinn. How long do you plan on playing the victim card? Since day one you have done nothing but sabotage the glee club that has been there for you over and over again. When you got pregnant. When your parents kicked you out. Mercedes even let you live in her house. And I don’t recall ever hearing so much as a thank you, so now you’re a trainwreck, well congratulations. But you stride into my office and tell me it’s my fault? Well then. I have something to say to you: Grow Up.”

HOT DIGGITY DAMN.

My concerns about an additional unnecessary YouTube related subplot are squashed when Sue says her camera wasn’t on. Still.
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Back in whatthefuckeversville, Puck stops by Shelby’s place to see his baby waa waa waa. Waa waa babbybababybaby waa waa. No really I like babies and hope to have one eventually as soon as I get my own eating and sleeping schedule under control, but seriously raise your hand if you care about this storyline. Now light your lighter, because everyone’s got their hands up and it’s time to ballad.

beth, i am your father

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Kurt’s auditioning for the romantic male lead by hopping around a play structure like Curious George Goes To the Olympics while singing a song from Funny Girl about being the biggest star in the whole wide world. It’s spectacular but also entirely irrelevant to the role he’s auditioning for.

and this is how kurt snagged the lead role in jumanji

Perhaps he’s just attempting to prove his skills at this:

Or this?

Or maybe this?

Regardless it’s an A+ audition for Funny Girl.

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Puck, ’cause he’s too dumb to grasp the depths of Quinn’s ability to shock him, shock him, shock him with her deviant behavior, pleas with Quinn to subscribe to GOOP and hold the baby and make cooing noises like in the cotton commercials.

listen, i hooked up with this girl romi and she said she could turn that dangly bit into a native feather. just say the word, novia

Puck: “You look like a Real Housewife of Reno.”

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Rachel’s their top choice for Maria, but Miss Tupperware says Mercedes has “the most soulful voice” — I mean who will they pick. It will have to be a diva-off.

hey beiste, hey emma, hey artie, where's the party

Let’s talk Tony. Y’all it is presently 7:15 on Thursday PM and if I don’t finish this tonight then I am going to lie on Pablo The Neighborhood Cat until he eats my hands off and I have a good excuse not to write this recap. The thing is that Pablo is very peaceful and would never bite me. We want to start a tumblr about Pablo called pabloisintheway.tumblr.com. I’m always like “Pablo! Pablo I’m gonna run over you in my bike if you don’t move!” He’s fat, and he had fleas so he got this random haircut that looks like when you’re drunk cutting your friend’s hair, like it was in chunks? And even as it grows out, it looks more amazing, and Pablo sitting there looking at you like, “I ain’t movin’, bitch,” is like hilariously funny, which you would know if we started that tumblr.

This episode may have been spectacular, it might be my own attitude/exhaustion that’s the problem. If anyone reading this has CEO experience, please email me.

Coach Beiste: “No question, he owned that song like it was his prison bitch. My only concern is Tony’s supposed to be from the streets, an alpha gang member. I look at Kurt and I don’t believe it.”

It’s high time Kurt learns that listening in on other people talking about you is always really fucking depressing:

something's comin' alright

Artie: “Kurt may be a little delicate for Tony.”

You know what that means, right?

Kurt is extremely too gay for this:

He’s also WAAAAYYY TOO GAY for this:

And like, so gay he goes all the way past this and back to gay again, which is far too gay for this:

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Following Kurt’s oppressive homosexual snooping experience, he experiences an open-air homosexual experience and I’m not talking about The Roman Baths. I’m talking about some serious collaging skills:

it screams "monogomish"

Kurt just about loses his few remaining marbles and Brittany, per always, is like “why don’t you see yourself as lovely as I see you?” and it’s because Kurt, JUST LIKE ME AND MAYBE YOU, overthinks everything and makes it all so complicated when really it’s not at all complex or deep or insurmountable — you are who you are, you get better with age and refinement, and ideally you’ll reach the age of 30 with enough self-esteem to grab your own life by the bulging pink fun sacks and ride your unicorn into the sunset.

Brittany: “I don’t know why you’re so upset. You’re special.”

Obviously her bff, Santana, who was #robbedinthisepisode, and I guess is still allegedly “not in Glee Club” ’cause of homophobic misogyny, gives her a pep talk because that’s what girl friends do for girl friends.

No but really – – Santana takes off the bitch mask and gets real with Brittany these days, and I think that means that she’s opening up — even if it’s just a little bit — to the idea of giving love, of being vulnerable, of taking love, too. These two are just fucking adorable.

Santana: “No look, this campaign is brilliant. And if he doesn’t get that, then he doesn’t deserve to have you as his campaign manager. There’s no one like you. You’re a genius, Brittany. You’re the unicorn.”

They’re totally scissoring. Or else using that unicorn horn as a thigh strap-on.

baby i'd let you run my campaign like a tiger

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Kurt, wearing tights and a billowy medieval jumpsuit situation, has decided to prove his “masculine power” by performing a scene from Romeo & Juliet with a really bad hairstyle, just like straight guys.

shall i compare you to a summer's day or a summer's eve

The judges can’t stop laughing and eventually Lea can’t stop laughing either, so that’s the end of that scene I was closing my eyes and screaming for the entirety of.

def better than cats

Also, once again for your reference, the manly men of West Side Story:

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So here we are at the part of the recap where if I wake up on Friday morning and this shit hasn’t been published, I might never write another email again. So let’s knock this shit out, shall we?

SO UM bababy bababybbabbybyy.

Shelby: “I know what happened to you, it’s the same thing that happened to me when I gave up Rachel.”

PROJECTING.

look let's just sing take me or leave me and call it a fucking NIGHt am i right

Shelby: “First step to becoming an adult, stop punishing yourself for things you did as a child.”

Quinn sees baby on iPhone, has nice nails:

you'll let her see that hair but not my hair?

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Um, Rachel and Finn are in the carshop GO GREASE LIGHTNING and Rachel thinks Finn should dream big, keeps pumping up his ego about whatever, being special, when really she should just go to NYMADHADA and find a nice boyfriend who isn’t a lesbian but might be gay. Call it “Me and My Hag.”

i know you think auto mechanics is a growth industry but nothing is easier than getting a job in the performing arts!

Finn wants to work at the autoshop and Rachel is classist.

Rachel: “You’re better than that. you may not know it but i do.”
Finn: “You’re the best girlfriend ever.”

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Kurt and his Dad having a conversation about um, masculinity. It’s actually a kinda annoying convo only saved by Blaine’s performance at the end proving that um, gay men can play straight what is this NEWSWEEK?!

Burt: “Dude you’re gay. You’re gay. And you’re not like Rock Hudson gay, you’re really gay. You sing like Diana Ross and you dress like you own a magic chocolate factory.”
Kurt: “Why are you being so mean to me?”
Burt: “There’s nothing wrong with that, it’s who you are.”
Kurt: “If I wanna be an actor I have to pass as straight to get those big romantic roles and I want those roles. Every actor does.”

La la la la talkity talk talk.

Burt’s solution is for Kurt to write his own movies and plays, which is an even better career opportunity than simply performing in movies and plays. Maybe he can get something on the “here! network.”

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Dance Dance Dance Revolution! Finn falls on his goofy ass.

Then Quinn shows up dressed like Alice in Wonderland, rejoins.

So now Quinn wants full custody GAH WHY

blow job face

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Brittany admires her work, which is amaze. Kurt likes it now too and wants to hang out to plan his campaign and eat some fat-free nonsense.

this would make a really great coaster

Brittany has decided to run for student council too. This means she’ll have to sleep with everyone including Santana. SCORE!

Also she’s bisexual:

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Then Blaine kills it, eats it, and says STICK A FORK IN ME I’M DONE

kurt has to be at least a little turned on by this

The end! I wish the Brittana parts had been in the beginning when I was still young