Tonight, without giving it a second thought, I identified a clip as being from the 1992 Olympics simply from getting a quick glimpse at the graphic. And it wasn't even a gymnastics clip, it was track and field.
My extensive Olympic knowledge has officially moved into the realm of scary. And I embrace that. And celebrate it. Yay my weird head!
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1 comment:
How old were you in 1992, three? I love you and your freakishness. Don't eat too many Italian Red Meat Flavored Potato Chips. I will have a bag of Dill Pickle Potato Chips AND a bottle of Trago Anejo Tequila for you when you get back to the USA! Your Momma likes Tequila and I likes her too!
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