The Only Thing I Know About the Super Bowl, Other Than Sexy Brady Lost

Just wanted to make a quick observation--one that I am certain everyone else has made but may not be as bothered by as I am right at this moment.

It has been three solid days since the Super Bowl has aired, and while I gave no fucks about the game itself I did watch the half-time show. Like I said, three solid days and I am still thinking a lot (more than I am happy to admit) about this:



No not that guy. I am not even going to go there.

I am referring to her. Specifically, her face. Madonna has not aged. At all.

Not only has she not aged, but she does not have that painful botched face-lift look. She doesn't have that Frozen (pun intended) Botox look. No visible signs of Joker laugh gas paralysis.



What is it then? What is she doing?

Fillers? Moisturizing and avoiding sunlight? Is she sacrificing virgins (yes, I know) to Satan in exchange for her youth?
We will never know.