I never thought I’d get sick of seeing too much Gritty, but on Wednesday night I saw too much Gritty.
Paint me like one of your French jawns pic.twitter.com/iYfB1bOHV0— Gritty (@GrittyNHL) February 4, 2021
Make no mistake, it’s not because I have some weird aversion to the artistic beauty of tasteful nudity, it’s that Gritty has me feeling things I was not prepared for. Entranced by his bulbous outie belly button, I felt the same way towards Gritty that I did when I was attracted to Buggs Bunny dressing up.
Deep down I know this is inappropriate too. Art isn’t meant to titillate, it’s meant to provoke thought. Make us feel things. So, to put aside the inherent ludicrous sexiness of a nude Gritty aside, we were given some incredible art.
Hang this over the Mona Lisa pic.twitter.com/jOis8gJi1S— Gritty (@GrittyNHL) February 4, 2021
I don’t know what the plan for this portrait is, but I need it in my life. I hope the Flyers auction this off for charity so I can get yelled at by my friends and family for spending my life savings in the hopes of hanging this in my living room.