So we have a Super Bowl with a first half that’s a snooze fest, followed by Janet Jackson’s both being and exposing a boob (proving that insanity isn’t confined to members of the family named Michael), Nelly’s constant crouch grabbing (possibly caused by the four-hour erection from that newest Viagra ripoff), and then a nice streaker before the third-quarter kickoff.
The end provided a little excitement with yet another Adam Vinatieri last-minute field goal preceded by some rapid-fire back and forth scoring on both sides. Of course, I have a feeling that it won’t be the game everyone will be talking about tomorrow…
I thought it was a good bowl. I had a fun time, but I felt like I could cook dinner in the kitchen without worrying I was going to miss the big play. And it was neck-and-neck right up to the end.
Much better than a bowl that’s all over in the first quarter. And the commercials were good. I flipped past the halftime show.
Wasn’t Janet wearing a pastie? I saw a pastie, not a bare boob.
She has some kind of metallic pastie… either that or a RoboBoob… with a Jackson one can never be sure. 🙂
Is she supposed to be hot., or something? Honestly when I see her I see her brother, and it creeps me the hell out… Republican or Democrat, I think we can all agree – the Jacksons are freaks.
So which team won? The one that will make the stock market soar, or the one that will cause another lame stock period?