Olympic Madness

"Da-da-da,da,da,da Da-da,Da-dadadaladadadada!. Da-da,da,da,dadadadadad!!!! Da – Da –Da -" How long must I suffer from hearing that!?!?(?)

Now, clearing up some fact... I do not hate the Olympics. I simply just do not care that much. Or rather, I care just about as much as I care about all the Red Sox. It simply doesn't matter. I would not notice if I missed one. Watching someone sliding around on a board with razor blades attached is not really that fun. And most of the competitions are races against a clock. Boring... (snore...) However, I am in a precarious situation because, as of right now - football is over, baseball still has a month and a half before takeoff, and I haven't watched a basketball game for a century and I don't plan on watching one now -Hockey well... basically –as far as sports- right now there is nothing. But as I was saying, I am in a precarious situation because I have siblings that actually watch the Olympics. And strangely, enjoy them. Yaaa... strange... Now don't worry, I'm watching them closely -so I will call the guys in the white coats as soon as I get definite proof that they have gone mad. But that is the problem. I am watching them -meaning I sit and watch the Olympic with them... (awww… 8:00 o’clock, must go now…)…(later) …This may be my last post... I'm starting to feel lightheaded... I can - feel - must not look -at -- TV... AWWwwwwwwww! – NOOoooooooooo!!..

Believe it or not, I have written about the Olympics before...

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