Showing posts with label Super Bowl XLIX. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Super Bowl XLIX. Show all posts

Sunday, February 1, 2015

Where's an American Sniper when you need one?

I'm watching Katy Perry flying around the Super Bowl half-time show on a spark-shittin' hang-glider, and all I can think is, where the hell is a sniper when you need one?

You gotta admit, though, that nobody does schlock like America does schlock!

Schlock, spectacle...  spectacular schlock!

Can't touch this, Putin!

Don't even bother tryin'...