Breast Super Bowl Ever!!!

I need to add my two cents about "Janet If Your Nasty" and her mammary gland that was part of last night's Super Bowl halftime show.

We missed the entire thing. I was over at Emily's relatives' house and we chose, in advance, not to watch shitty Kid Rock, shitty P Diddy, and shitty Janet If Your Nasty. Instead we watched a videotape of the 1992 Super Bowl halftime show, I'm shitting you negative.

Context here might help. The '92 Super Bowl (Bills/Redskins) was in Minneapolis and Emily's sister was in the halftime show so her family taped it. She played cello while Gloria Estefan sang. Later in the show, Emily's sister also ran around with balloons rigged with explosives, which she ultimately detonated.

And by balloons rigged with explosives I don't mean Janet Jackson's breast, I mean, well, balloons rigged with explosives.

But I digress. Back to my point. While we were watching the 1992 show we couldn't believe how freaking corny everything was. Gloria Estefan did wear some tight clothes (imagine a rated G dominatrix outfit), but that was it. It was like watching Laurence Welk (sp?). Before I even heard about Janet's escaping nipple, I commented how in such a short time (12 years) the Super Bowl show has evolved from corny shit to pathetic Cinemax shit.

Twelve years ago, the halftime show included an inflatable Frosty the Snowman dancing while a bunch of white Minnesotans rapped "Go Frosty! Go Frosty Go!!" Last night Justin Timerblake told a worldwide audience "Gonna have you naked by the end of this song!" and then ripped off some of Janet Jackson's clothes. How did this happen in just 12 years?