Feel my oodles of patriotic joy. Can you feel the oodles tonight? It's oodley. Even more so than the ood. I've got more joy oodles than an ood in an ood factory where the ood eat sushi and crap oodles. Oh joy. This country's shameful unemployment, severe chav infestation, and general lack of tasty but gloriously unhealthy american food products will all be solved by a load of people running and jumping. Sarcarstic impression of excitement, this one cannot wait for the olympics.
You get the drift. I hate the olympics. More so, I hate the fact that, because the olympics are in london this year, the entire country seems to be trying to force me to be excited.
DISCLAIMER: I know the entire country is not doing this personally. Use some damn common sense, or else I'll have to put a fucking disclaimer on every thing I say.
From my point of view, it's a load of people running and jumping, occasionally using sticks to jump over other sticks or over sand, because as we all know from childhood, THE SAND IS LAVA. Apparantly, it's inspirational, but for what? To become an expert runner and jumper? It's not a health message, because, well, what's more off-putting than trying to excercise and seeing a load of people who are miles better at it, and who probably laugh at your ineptitude with the other demi-gods when they return to mount olympus at the end of yet another day of running and jumping.
DIS-FUCKING-CLAIMER: I do not mean to insult athletes. They work incredibly hard to eventually become contradictions to how fast a human is supposed to go, and I respect that. I just don't know if it's worth such massive international focus. By the way, I also have no problem with feminism, furries, relgions/atheism, fanfiction writers, people who wear wigs, and people who hate bioware. There, I'm pretty sure I'm safe. I think.
The only thing worth watching might be seeing it all go wrong, which seems likely if you've had the massive amounts of exposure to constant updates on how badly the whole operation is going.
You get the drift. I hate the olympics. More so, I hate the fact that, because the olympics are in london this year, the entire country seems to be trying to force me to be excited.
DISCLAIMER: I know the entire country is not doing this personally. Use some damn common sense, or else I'll have to put a fucking disclaimer on every thing I say.
From my point of view, it's a load of people running and jumping, occasionally using sticks to jump over other sticks or over sand, because as we all know from childhood, THE SAND IS LAVA. Apparantly, it's inspirational, but for what? To become an expert runner and jumper? It's not a health message, because, well, what's more off-putting than trying to excercise and seeing a load of people who are miles better at it, and who probably laugh at your ineptitude with the other demi-gods when they return to mount olympus at the end of yet another day of running and jumping.
DIS-FUCKING-CLAIMER: I do not mean to insult athletes. They work incredibly hard to eventually become contradictions to how fast a human is supposed to go, and I respect that. I just don't know if it's worth such massive international focus. By the way, I also have no problem with feminism, furries, relgions/atheism, fanfiction writers, people who wear wigs, and people who hate bioware. There, I'm pretty sure I'm safe. I think.
The only thing worth watching might be seeing it all go wrong, which seems likely if you've had the massive amounts of exposure to constant updates on how badly the whole operation is going.
The point of the thread: What do you think of the olympics? Looking forward to it? Hate it? Don't care? Planning on sending a wacky robot to win the big race, dohoho, shenanigans?
