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Musing With Mitch
by Mitchell Kobriger
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Well, well, well. Who's laughing now, Bulgaria?
It would take a lot more than the Olympics to get ol' Mitch over to Greece.
Some of those Greeks have haircuts to be proud of. But not all. Not by a long shot.
Is it just me, or have the Olympics gotten all swishy?
I once stuck a triple-flip with a twist dismount myself, but not on purpose. Damn near destroyed my Chrysler in the process.
If you can win a gold metal without risking a serious groin injury, how can you call it a sport?
So who's the moron who decided that ear candling shouldn't be an Olympic sport?
I just saw the Starsky and Hutch movie the other day, and I realized that I'm not really all that fond of Hutch.
Mitchism 101: If you never do anything, nothing can ever go wrong, my friends.
If you ask me, I'll tell you every time -- smoking *does* make you look cool.
I'm not a woman, but if I were, I'd gather all the women together from near and far and make them take their clothes off for a nipple-circumference-measuring contest.
I saw a pen once with a picture of a naked woman on it. I'll never forget that.
Someone should make "flash mobs" popular again. I've always regretted not being part of one.
One thing I think we can all agree on: Lee Majors really knew how to wear a pair of pants.
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