chowderbatter
Chowderbatter
chowderbatter

A moment of thought is all the sport of archery is worth.

Having said that, I can fully understand why you, having been tasked with coming up with something — ANYTHING — to write about the incredibly dull Olympics would fall back to wardrobe commentary.

Why are half-bras on doughy, middle-aged dudes dope?

By the way, I can easily top this...

Fill one dough chamber with dilithium crystals and make the cross country trip in seven seconds.

I am inclined to follow this writer for the following reasons:

What an irredeemable shitbag.