Because you can’t keep your 40 year old titties to yourself, I am stuck watching another horrifically gay Super Bowl Halftime Show!
And it is ALL YOUR FAULT! You damn Jacksons’ think you can do whatever you want and there are no repercussions. Michael has a thing with little boys, Tito has a thing with jerry-curls, and your dad is the weirdest looking man – besides Michael.
You, Ms. Jackson have screwed up the purest excuse to mix half naked hotties with football: the Super Bowl Halftime Show. Because you were oh-so determined to prove that you were still relevant, next year’s half time show will probably feature crooners like Tony Bennett or Paul Anka.
I am so pissed and I hate you Janet Jackson…I f**king hate you.