Super Bowl Blog #3.

Scott and I had a lengthy conversation about Boobiegate after last year's Super Bowl Titty Extravaganza. Up until today, I was under the impression that Miss Janet's nipple was in fact fully covered by a sunshine pasty, and that no nipple was actually shown. With that in mind, I made the argument: No Nipple = No Boob. I even sang the song "No Woman, No Cry" replacing the aforementioned words with "No Nipple, No Boob". I was a believer. I should have done more research. Clearly, CLEARLY, Janet's nipple was fully exposed. I am offended and scandalized. How could America let me down like that? Just kidding. I don't care, I just think it is kind of funny is all. Her boob looks kind of sad like "hey, damn girl, put me back!" And to quote one of my favourite comedians, Chris Rock, "You can't just whip out a 40-year-old titty!". Scott suggested that I shouldn't put a picture of Janet's bared breast up on my blog because it isn't "work safe", but, well, it's my blog, and it's just a breast. Ain't nothing to look at here folks, keep moving. And enjoy, because the Super Bowl entertainment this year is going to family rated, Walt Disney approved fodder for the masses (except for the barely dressed cheerleaders and women kissing women in beer commericials - they're ok!). Eat up America!