In case the title didn't give it away, you can probably tell that I'm filled to the brim with overreaching pride that DeMarcus Cousins can now return to the court to complain about foul calls, pick up technical fouls, argue with everyone on planet Earth and probably all the characters from "A Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy", and kill a teddy bear in a fit of rage. Oh and jack 25 shots up in 20 minutes, and grab 10 boards that make his numbers look good but do jack shit in an actual game. You know, that goody goody gumdrops kinda bullshit that DeMarcus Cousins is so famously for. If I didn't know any better, I'd compare Boogie to a wax apple. The problem is that when you bite into the wax apple, it tastes like shit because, after all, it tastes like wax. The only problem is that Boogie is anything but an inaminate object (although I wish he could imitate it for long stretches of his life–like everytime he walks into the public spotlight for starters).
(Side Note: Doesn't Marvin from "Hitchhikers" and Cousins look very similar? I mean really…..look at this:
Amirite or amirite?)
So yeah, the big jackass of douchebag shot jackery is back. Yippee fucking skippee kiddies.
(Yes, I mostly posted this just to compare Marvin to Boogie.)
On a serious note, Merry Christmas/Hannukah/Kwanza/Festivus/NBAXmasday or whatever you celebrate this time of year.