World Wrestling Entertainment responded to criticism of having John Cena call somebody gay for a laugh by teaming with the Gay & Lesbian Alliance Against Defamation in an anti-bullying campaign. So, of course, it makes perfect sense that announcer Michael Cole would use Twitter to call his co-worker a faggot and receive no punishment!

That’s exactly what happened on Saturday morning, when Cole, who has seen an upswing of face time since turning heel and screaming about himself for two hours every Monday, responded to a tweet from fellow announcer Josh Mathews with the F-bomb. Cole quickly deleted the tweet and apologized, citing “being a character” as the reason for the taunt.

“I apologize to any and all who were offended by my tweet toward young Josh Mathews … It was obviously not meant the way it was taken.”

How was it meant to be taken? Well, let’s take a quick look at the history of homosexual tolerance in pro wrestling.

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Here’s an image of Justin Bieber committing the cardinal sin of sporting gear from more than two teams in the same league. But since everything that little douchebag has done over the last two years has turned to gold, the rest of the world is forced to marvel at the wonderfully eloquent way that Biebz managed to represent both teams playing in the World Series. Sarcasm italicized.

Listen here, you little fraggle. I don’t know how you and that Scooter friend of yours handle your business in Stratford, but this is America, and even though we might have ATMs in Spanish and vegetarian menu items at McDonald’s now, you still only get one baseball team to root for. ONE. So it’s either your butt buddies by the Bay or those homophobic Texans. Can’t be both, you spoiled little turd.

And anyone could tell you that the black and blue totally clash. What a fashion nightmare you are, Biebsie. This is worse than Gretchen winning “Project Runway.” Oops. Uh, spoiler alert?

Here’s a quite-creative-if-not-pantsdroppingly-cool video of how prominent directors in film might cover the Super Bowl. The Wes Anderson one is dead-on, and the Godard clip is quite humorous if gay Frenchmen are in your wheelhouse. Aw haw haw… Seriously, I’ve been to France, and I didn’t see a single heterosexual man the whole time I was there, which sort of explains why the NFL hasn’t really caught on there. It’s hard to get geared up for a football game when Pierre and Michel can’t get the buerre off each other’s baguettes. Slate V. Thanks, Matt.