Imagine my discomfort when I was watching Sunday Night Football, and they cut to Tom Brady’s post-afternoon-game press conference, and it was this:
Oh, Tom. TOM.
THOMAS EDWARD BRADY, JR. YOU ARE NOT LIL’ ABNER GOING TO THE DOGPATCH SQUARE DANCE AND PUMPKIN SMASH. FIX IT. FIX IT ALL. MY CAPS LOCK MIGHT NOT BE AS LOUD AS KANYE’S BUT IT IS STILL VERY UNPLEASANT.
