Bleep bleep!

MIA? No way...I can see that finger easily.We were head down all day.

It was one of those bastard Mondays, where the suck not only never let up, it threatened to drag us over the pee stained event horizon of the crapper upon which we were precariously perched. 1

So ancillay conversations did not occur today – not from 5 AM through 6 PM.

However, on the way home we stopped at the local CVS for a 24-pack; at the counter a couple of young women standing on line were all about it:

“I know! Can you believe it!?!?! It was so sick!”

“The sickest!!!!”

“Mm-hmm; that’s right, that’s what I’m talkin’ about.”

“On the motherfuckingsuperbowl, ON  THE MOTHERFUCKINSUPERBOWL!”


Eventually the clerk got the ladies’ Jolly Ranchers rung up and sacked. As they strolled on out he rolled his eyes and mentioned that was all anyone wanted to talk about all gawd damned day.


You know what? I watched Madonna’s Menopausal Manifest™ last night and never saw the bird fly. Of course, I was still worried that Madonna had busted a hip trying to show us that subtle star on her panties 2 and might not have been paying as much attention as the circus maximus deserved.

Plus…I’m a live and let live kinda guy. It could be the young lady suddenly had a cramp. It happens. Or she has a ‘trick’ finger she’s always been too shy to tell the world about; just bad timing, you know?

Then there is is this viewpoint…

NBC fumbled and the NFL lied because a performer known as M.I.A. felt it necessary to flip off millions of families,” Winter said. “It is unfortunate that a spectacular sporting event was overshadowed once again by broadcasting the selfish acts of a desperate performer.” 3

I suppose, but from our viewpoint MIA flippin’ amerika the bird was far less offensive than most of the nearly nine hour broadcast. 4

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Show 4 footnotes

  1. No shit.
  2. And did you notice the way she had to grab that railing with both hand and really pump it to make that skirt fly? That woman is a pro!
  3. Winter is the president of an oxymoron known as the Parents Television Council, where council = blowhards.
  4. And that includes those fuckin’ saccharine polar bears; jesus, Coke beats those commercials every year like they were baby seals…

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