Is there time before the Superbowl™ for one more cartoon lampooning magazoid Swiftophobes and fusty oldsters who somehow don't remember Beatlemania?
Actually, I can sympathize with any Baby Boomer who took his girlfriend to see the Beatles and she spent the entire concert screaming at the top of her lungs. But at least he didn't pay current TicketMaster prices to get his eardrums split.
But frankly, I just can't understand what Clyde and his buddies have against Travis Kelce dating Taylor Swift. I mean, don't they want their macho football star to be seen with a pretty blonde white girl, a country singer to boot?
Okay, I get it that she's not joining you in the Cult of Trump; and yeah, Marjorie Taylor Greene and Lauren Boebert are available. But be reasonable. He's Travis Action Movie Star Lookin' Kelce with the perfect pearly whites gleaming through an effortlessly virile beard. If Clyde here had his choice of those three women, I don't think he'd pick either of the congressional harridans.
Just turn to the Talladega Channel, Clyde. Maybe they'll have a shot of Kid Rock and Ted Nugent in the stands for ya.