The Super Bowl fell far below expectations, bleeding viewership numbers severely. Netizens flocked to social media, scratching their heads and unleashing waves of ridicule.
However, the game itself was dreadfully dull—three-and-outs, punts, kickoffs, more three-and-outs—it was like the meaningless midfield passing of football. Even if you wanted to mock it, the overwhelming boredom made even witty comments repetitive after hearing the same joke a hundred times.
Until Bart stepped in.
"Kiss a donkey's ass?" Lawson, being the straight-laced guy he was, couldn't comprehend Bart's thought process. "Blair, are you sure about this?"
Bart casually shrugged. "Why not? In my opinion, I can't lose. The Los Angeles Rams are controlling the game. They've relied on their offensive group throughout the season to advance, so much so that people often overlook the pivotal role Donald plays. This defensive group has the ability to carry the team forward too."
