What the Olympics Mean to Me

I have a rock-solid, two-week reason to watch NBC round the clock!

I get to read and hear about sports I never knew existed. Like fencing! Wow, who made that up?

The Opening Ceremonies made me feel glad to be alive and totally inadequate as a giant-sphere-run-arounder.

It is the first and last time I will ever hear the name Michael Phelps.

Someone will mess up his body, realllly badly!

I get to have Olympic Sex.

A moment of silence to honor the 16 Year Anniversary of the Olympics Triplecast.

She was the best part of Moonstruck and Steel Magnolias.... Sorry, that was Olympia Dukakis.

I get to see living Americans draped in American flags.

China lies about everything!!!!

No, not Olympia Dukakis... sorry, I meant Wardrobe Assistant Olympic O. Olympia!

It's two years later... I need to call my Mom.

Matt Lauer and Al Roker will do something wacky!!!!

Philly got snubbed on the 2016 Olympics. Oh well, there is always 3016!

America! Fuck yeah!

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