Dear America Olivo,
Please, never show me your horrific dime store boob job again.
I suppose Friday the 13th was intended to give me nightmares, and your swollen abortive surgery attempts certainly accomplished that. So your topless taunting sequence could arguably be a brilliantly Cronenberg-ian sequence by director Marcus Nispel, but forgive me if I remain skeptical.
Just keep them put away in the future. Seriously. No, nobody needs a second viewing.