And I thought the pregame entertainment was the nadir ....little did we know that it was actually a foreshadowing prelude to the halftime from....I don't even know where they dredged this shiatstain up from, it was just frikkin' bonkers. It just kept building up to suckness: The ludicrously short timespans allotted to songs, the murdering of 'Hey Mickey' to 'Hey Diddy', Nelly deciding not to even bother to lip synch to 'Hot in Herrrrre' (or however the fark you spell it), Kid Rock singing his craptacular hits from four years ago and topping that shiat sundae off by desecrating and using the US flag as a faux-patriot's pancho, and then, of course, Mr. Timberlake going 'socotic' on Janet Jackson's neo-fascist breastplate, sending it, in Marty's words, off sailing into the 'superbowlian atmosphere.' The last 1.5 seconds was perhaps the best collage of random images ever though: First, voila -- the breast revealed; then, cue Janet's 'I'm shocked, shocked!' Oscar-winning acting that may even be her best work aside from her full-time acting job of pretending her brother is normal; next a massive wall of random blinding nuclear-like explosions, freezing the whole tableau into insane crystal clear memory; and then the immediate shunting of the cameras into eerie darkness overlaid by the soothing voiceover of the announcer molifying the crowd by pimping us Frito-Lays and Pizza Hut. Perhaps in the end it really was art--really really really bad French mime meets crucifix-in-urine performance art (but with lots of breasts!). Yeah, that's it...and woo Pats!