This might be a week late to say, but how bout the Boss? He totally compressed every single thing he would do at a normal E Street Band concert into twelve minutes, plus Super Bowl fireworks, of course. Let’s see, there was…”Is there anybody alive out there?” jumping on a piano, losing his voice, solo from the Big Man, getting the crowd to sing the hook, power sliding (I contend it was the cameraman’s fault for putting his camera so close to Bruce’s balls – reminiscent of Goldfinger, with the laser moving steadily, inexorably toward Connery’s junk), bringin’ it down for a minute, and finally, “Hey Steve, what time is it?” “It’s Boss time!” But you know what’s totally freaked up? The stupid NFL keeps removing YouTube videos of the performance, and what’s worse, not offering up an official version. As Jen (or Wayne) would say, get the net!
A philosophical question for you: If wieners and vaj’es are drawn on impy-headed creatures, but still pretty explicitly, does that count as NSFW?
