The nation’s saddest governor loosed himself from the clutches of Donald Trump and headed to a Bruce Springsteen show, who probably still can’t stand him. Look at what he fucking wore. Please just look at it, because I can’t anymore.
Gothamist’s Ben Yakas attended the show, noting that the governor “appeared to be sweating away some recent demons with every fist pump.” Yakas directly observed gubernatorial air guitar, air drumming, hand waving, and dad dancing. But why is no one talking about what he was wearing?
I feel like I’m losing my mind.
God almighty, man, is it any wonder Springsteen thinks you’re a huge narc? Also, is it possible Chris Christie now sleeps in a shirt and tie, ready at any moment to leap up and unsuccessfully run for something again?