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Oh, breakfast guy. ALL YOU CARE ABOUT IS BREAKFAST! Seriously, though, breakfast guy has a point. The Olympics are a real snooze fest. It wins the gold in things I don’t care about. People running fast? I’m an adult. The first thing Michael Phelps did after breaking historic world records was a CAMEO ON ENTOURAGE, so I take it back. What a glorious spectacle of the human spirit. OH YE-AH!
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Gabe, how could you not like the Olympics?! They have an event that is Step Up in the water!
YEAH, WHAT the ever living FUCK, GABE? WHERE is your AMERICAN fightin spirit?!
USA 2012: LAMBASTE the LOUSY Lorries!
I always think I don’t care about the Olympics, but then I catch an event on a TV at a pub and it’s all there is in the world. What pageantry! I became a short-term rabid ice dancing fan during the last winter Olympics. I’m excited to see what I latch onto this round!
I thought the first thing he did was to get a bunch of contracts, then lost them almost immediately. And THEN Entourage!
I bet he’d care if The Doctor was carrying the torch past his house…
It was the only time I cared about the Olympics. (This is not counting when the Puppy Bowl did an Olympic opening ceremony involving puppies in 2008.)
This just seems the only tangentially appropriate place to ever post this. I MAKE NO APOLOGIES.
He’s pretty.
So is the guy to his left. Hey dude. What’s up. You work out?
British people have a funny version of the American tradition of “Bunny Ears”. I just don’t understand British humor.
I only wished Will.I.Am showed a fraction of McAvoy’s enthusiasm, at the expense of multitasking:
(Yep, this really happened)
he’s writing his next album
“pass the toooOOOOooOOOrch. tweet all abouOU-OW-OW it. two thousand and twelve-elve-elve”
Sure, Dr. Who carried the torch, but so did Captain Picard! On Monday!
No apologies EVER needed for McAvoy.
Breakfast Guy also doesn’t give a shit about learning how to hold a spoon, apparently.
Or about how his facial hair looks, or how his pants fit, or decent posture… this guy is definitely not at risk of over-caring.
THANK YOU!!
During the 2004 Olympics, I saw a special on the coach of the Romanian gymnastics team. They kept talking about how much he was sacrificing to coach those girls. Specifically, he spent 8 months out of the year alone in a house with these young, limber, barely-legal, world-class gymnasts, who were never allowed to leave or have contact with any other males. What a hero!
Barely-legal girls are annoying as balls. I don’t care how attracted you are to them, not having any other contact for 8 months would be slow death.
Yeah, but a memorable slow death.
What, no upvotes? Allow me to explain the joke. See, if you’re dead, the “memory” of how you died is something you can’t —
Oh, fine. No upvotes.
That’s gross, hotspur.
Get your mind out of the gutter, badidea. This is a family blog. For some kind of family.
They were legal? That makes them the old crones of the gymnastics world.
I’ve been watching a documentary on ABC Family about the American gymnastics team… or at least a group of hopefuls trying to make it. The doc has been running for a few years and I’m really excited to see who got picked for London.
Make It or Break It isn’t a documentary…sorry to tell you.
Wait… WHAT?? This is what I get for caring about sports.
England’s Walter Jr.
He must be eating Total because he looks like a Total Douchebag.
in England they call them “cunts”
I just spit out my fruity pebbles.
Is this the new planking? Planking kind of ended before I was really aware of it, so I’d like to get on the ground floor if this is going to be the new one.
Irony alert: Breakfast Guy was just offered the cover of a Wheaties box.
The torch went down a street ten minutes walk from my house on Monday morning, so I went to check it out (and try a new bakery. Win-win!)
While the commercialism turned me off, what with a parade of sponsors in trucks before the torch, it was great to see so many people come out with their flags to cheer. It also helped that the torch on my leg was being carried by a local gym teacher. And the best part was the motorcycle cops riding slowly enough to give everyone on the route high-fives, including the young Muslim girl in a hijab standing next to me.
I guess I am saying I was happy to see London be the idealistic utopia of tolerance AND community.
Plus, my cupcake was rather tasty.
don’t they call that a flashlight in england?
I’m pretty sure it’s still called a cupcake.