True story: I don’t really give a shit about football or the Super Bowl. I think just about everyone else here on Counterforce does, so I’ll let them handle the post game wrap up, should it be merited, but I’m going to talk to you about the only thing I do care about from today besides The Office after the game. And that is:
The Boss.
My new favorite tumblr: FuckYeahTheBoss. It’s like super mega Sprinsteen porn. Just in time to turn on the TV just now and watch The Boss fuck America right in the face and then say, “Aaahhhh.”
Am I right?
Stars “Hungry Heart” (Bruce Springstreen cover)(mp3)
And in conclusion, I would just like to say:
“Hey little girl, is your daddy home? Did he go away and leave you all alone? Hey, hey, I’ve got a bad desire… Whoa, I’m on fire!“
i will no longer call him bruce, or “the boss,” or whatever little nicknames there are out there for him. from now on, i shall only refer to him as, bruceypoo. that is all.
I guess we all show our love and devotion to the Boss in different ways.
bruceypoo’s package just slide into my face. can i sue some how? i have a lawyer on retainer. i think i should phone him….
Careful. If you do that, you could get sued by the Boss for not paying your appreciation fees. The Boss’ package is healing America, Peanut. Come on up for the rising!
eww.