Such Devoted Sisters

Saturday, my sister Alli and I were having lunch at Sonic. Witness the following conversation:

LAURA: (singing) The last time I freaked out, I just kept looking down, a stu-stu-stutttering...
ALLI: (eyes narrowed) Are you singing a Miley Cyrus song?
LAURA: Yes. But this morning I was singing a Jonas Brothers song. This is not a step down.

Later, the two of us were watching tv, trying to find something worth watching.

LAURA: I don't see anything on. What do you want to watch?
ALLI: Eh, I don't know.
LAURA: We could watch Camp Rock.
ALLI: What's Camp Rock?
LAURA: Oh, you are so going to regret asking me that.

We spent the next hour mocking the movie, which of course features the Jonas Brothers as the principal characters. We came to three very important conclusions. 1) Joe Jonas is, somehow, a worse actor than he is a singer. 2) Kevin Jonas should never be allowed to flat-iron his hair. 3) Nick Jonas is going to grow up to be the cutest of the bunch.

The movie was pretty typical for Disney--cheesy lines, big song and dance numbers, wooden acting. At the end Joe's character has found the girl that Gets Him, and they're holding hands and singing and the camera is zooming in on them...and then fade to black. WTF, Disney? You couldn't show a kiss? I don't need to see tongue or anything, but they're teenagers for God's sake. A close-mouthed kiss wouldn't be scandalous.

We later looked the movie up on IMDB, and apparently Camp Rock 2 will be out next year. We've already marked our calendars.