Belichick looks like the nurse brought him the wrong flavor of pudding and he’s trying real hard to be happy that he got any pudding at all.

One of the greatest tracks in The Smiths’ catalog. Morrissey unleashing his most wonderful bitchiness. This track also gets a callback in “Paint a Vulgar Picture.”

WTF are you talking about? In fifty years of life, I have never heard of this, nor attempted it. You’re just making shit up now. This is some of that rainbow party nonsense.

Don’t go in the corner. When the geese attack, you’ll be trapped. Listen, and understand. The geese are out there. They can’t be bargained with. They can’t be reasoned with. They doesn’t feel pity, or remorse, or fear. And they absolutely will not stop, ever, until you are dead.

Please tell me you’ve had the chance to say, “Well, actually, yes.” to some jagoff who asked, “What are you, some kind of rocket scientist?”