Judging from the amount of bleeping during the outtakes at the end of this randy-teen-animal comedy, it is a sure thing that it will get an unrated DVD release, which is unfortunate because the film’s one genuine charm is its ridiculous and clever use of nonsensical words and phrases to discuss R-rated material under the PG-13 umbrella (it’s like Jean Shepherd rewriting a Kevin Smith movie). In fact, the film’s vocabulary is so integral to what little pleasure the film has to offer that it will be a real shame if and when it is replaced with more typical four-lettered variants. (Hollywood Jewel 16, Waco, TX)