Beers & Weirs
Anybody else ever get the feeling that the Olympic Village is just this enormous, seething pit of nonstop 24-hour anything-goes bangin?
I mean, it's not something I give a huge amount of thought to, but -- srsly. Dontcha think?
Someday I'll do a post that's not sex-related, I promise. Probably once I'm done reading last week's NYT magazine cover story about the Texas schoolbook commission and how they're openly working to force Jesus down our collective national host-hole. It's horrifying, but I could not possibly be less surprised. Unfortunately.
I mean, it's not something I give a huge amount of thought to, but -- srsly. Dontcha think?
Someday I'll do a post that's not sex-related, I promise. Probably once I'm done reading last week's NYT magazine cover story about the Texas schoolbook commission and how they're openly working to force Jesus down our collective national host-hole. It's horrifying, but I could not possibly be less surprised. Unfortunately.
Labels: christ on toast points -- politics, deportivo, I'm just sayin, that's what your mom said
posted by Gleemonex at 11:43 PM
2 Comments:
Oh, I think. I remember reading something around the time of the Beijing Olympics. Wait... here it is: http://www.theglobeandmail.com/life/article703242.ece
I was pretty sure the American swimmer guy who won all the medals (crap, I hate it when I can't remember someone's name) probably had them lining up outside his door.
Yeah, and moments after this post, one of the snowboarders left the Olympics because of some "untoward" Tiger-like moments with his medal. I'm bettin' you're right.
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