You know BSP doesn’t like the Broncos. As much as I don’t like the Seahawks, I soooo hope they pummel the Donkeys in the Big Bowl Game. But there’s someone I like less than the Bronkeys:
If news on Justin Bieber interrupted the Super Bowl celebration with Peyton Manning holding up a trophy (which I wouldn’t watch anyway), I’d throw up. Of course, I’d already be throwing up, but I’d eat some garlic and sardine sandwiches just to puke again.
By the way, did you see his douchebag parents defending his sorry ass? Pathetic. If I remember correctly, drunk driving is a serious crime. You know, driving a chunk of metal at a high rate of speed while inebriated tends to get people injured or killed; usually someone other than the driver. Bieber got released (after having acknowledged he was drunk, drag racing and high) on the same day Josh Brent received his minor sentence for killing his teammate while driving drunk:
Thank you, Canada. Next time they’re trashing the United States, we can respond with them sending Bieber here.
A life nightmare: Bieber singing, followed by Wilbon and Kornheiser, followed by Edward Snowden pontificating (did you notice BSP has not commented on Edward Snowden?) and Snowbot commentary, followed by Julian Assange, followed by Broncos Super Bowl celebrations … in an endless loop. I’d rather be sent to Guantanamo Bay than to have to endure that scenario.
Richard Sherman’s outburst was minor compared to Bieber’s criminal actions, but it seems like it’s being celebrated in the media.