When after you rooted for a team from an awesome swamp town full of alcoholics to win, and then they do but the MVP of the team gets up on the podium and starts crying while staring at a baby. Then he thanks god, like a wiener, and then cries some more. Can you say let down.
Best part of the Super Bowl:
Watching a platinum blonde lesbian and a skeleton child pornography enthusiast creep everybody out on stage while they play lipsynced crap versions of songs from a band that used to be awesome.
Creepiest part of the Super bowl: come on admit it.
Even though our Corporate Gods made a few weird-you-out joke-attempts to overtake him, you know damn well who it was.
This idiot:
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