The Women’s National Figure Skating Championships Saturday Night
…(which major dad was kind enough to change the channel to) can be summarized succinctly as:
Up. Down. Up. SPLAT. glideglideglideDONK. Spin. SPLAT. Up. Crawl. Up. Half twist in the full layout position. SPLAT. Up. SPLAT. Spin. Stop. Wave.
Sucked.
I take your word for it. I recently read where Nancy Kerrigan’s brother murdered their dad?
Scary.
Oh, I dunno, “Up. Down. Up. SPLAT. glideglideglideDONK. Spin. SPLAT. Up. Crawl. Up. Half twist in the full layout position. SPLAT. Up. SPLAT. Spin. Stop. Wave” sounds like fun watching. Maybe they just needed different music, a la the Keystone Kops.
Up. Down. Up. SPLAT. glideglideglideDONK.
You been watching Tonya Harding’s wedding video again?
Wait, these are the NATIONALS? Shouldn’t there be fewer “splats” by that point?
One would think. But it DOES help explain why we’re down to 2 Olympic berths: ’cause dey shitty.
That description brought an old tune to mind, Sis…..
“Plop plop, fizz fizz!
Oh, what a relief it is!
……”