Beltingly vulgar high-school comedy, with a red-faced honesty about what really goes on in the minds of sex-starved teenagers.
The title refers to a baked confection into which one of the leads ejaculates - but you'll probably know that, if you've seen the posters with the glans-shaped perforation in the sugared crust.
That act of culinary desecration stands in a perfect synecdochic relationship with the rest of the movie's filling: breast fondling, internet porn, masturbation, more masturbation. "One time, at band camp,' breezes Hannigan's Michelle, 'I put my flute up my pussy. What, you don't think I know how to get myself off?"