Can We Talk About the Olympics?

I love love LOVE the Olympics.  Always have, always will.  I love everything about it.  The ridiculous overproduction of the Opening Ceremonies.  That fucking torch. The winter sports. The summer sports.  Jamaican Bobsled teams. The medal ceremony. National anthems. GYMNASTICS. Super cute baby Chinese athletes.  Scary looking Russian gymnasts. Synchronized diving. Archery. Badminton. Track and Field. AMERICA!

So I'm pretty much guaranteed happiness for two weeks every two years.  Thank you Greece, ok.  Fucking geniuses. 

Michael Phelps is pretty off the chain, but also so is his face.  People who think he's hot need to hang their heads in shame. 

Bela Karolyi is my favorite.  Hasn't he lived here for like 20 years now?  Why does he still talk like that?  He is adorable.  I want him to be my grandpa. 

These olympics are particularly hard for me because it pits my love for America against my heritage.  Go AMERICA, but dude Chinese people are so small, industrious, and clever!  How are they so good at diving?!? I dont get it! SO GOOD! 

Plus I love the color red. Not so much Communism, but I mean who's judging...really. 

That's pretty much all I've got.  I love the Olympics.