I've noticed I'm not really giving a shit about the Olympics. Does this make me a bad person?
Oh, and I have caught bits and pieces of it...enough in fact, that if one more assfuck on NBC refers to the fucking smog in Beijing (which everyone knows pollution-wise, makes LA look as clear and pristine as the top of Mt Everest) as "fog", I'm going to commit a hate crime.
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With Chase inviting over a shitload of bland, busty and blonde SoCal girls for one of his gay "look how many bland, busty and blonde SoCal girls I can bring over even though I'm a loyal whipped bitch to my asshole of a girlfriend and couldn't touch one of these other girls if I tried" parties, I grabbed as much liquor as I could and watched some of the olympic boxing on TV.
Worst judging ever. I thought the scoring for figure skating was rigged...trust me, this shit is worse. I had no hatred of the Chinese whatsoever going into the Olympics, and it's clear as day the fucking gov't there paid off the entire games. Fuckin ridiculous.
I hate the Olympics and I'm a horrible person. These two things might be mutually exclusive, however.
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