So you're complaining about people complaining about people complaining about Bruin??
Bruin is officially renting space in all of our heads...
If those who listen to, or talk about, Bruin are that screwed up, imagine how bad he actually is. I assume that he is at least as obsessive internally as he is externally.
Imagine him trying to order a pizza:
Bruin: Let's get pepperoni.
Bruin: But pepperoni is greasy, and you know how your bowels do on greasy food.
Bruin: But I really like pepperoni.
Bruin: But what if they made non-greasy pepperoni.
Bruin: They don't.
Bruin: But what if they did?
Bruin: Whatever.
Bruin: Yeah...well maybe chicken. Chicken isn't greasy.
Bruin: Right, but chicken may be subject to bird flu.
Bruin: Well...yeah...but humans can't catch that from eating cooked chicken on pizza.
Bruin: But if you could, then you might catch bird flu and die...
Bruin: ...if the chicken actually had bird flu...
Bruin: ...and if it wasn't part of a drug test program for a secret bird flu drug.
Bruin: But if it was, you might or might not be in the control group...
Bruin: ...and may or may not get the treated chicken...
Bruin: ...who may or may not have bird flu...
Bruin: ...which may to may not be transmissible to humans via pizza sauce.
Bruin: Right. Ok...what about beef?
Bruin: ...but mad cow...<CRASH!>
Bruin: Huh?
<sound of falling glass as neighbor jumps out window>
Bruin: <furrows brow> Darn...seven years bad luck. So yeah...mad cow...