One year ago today, the Vancouver 2010 Olympics began. No snow, deaths, giant ice dildos, a Cauldron of Solitude that malfunctioned, approximately 108,500 condoms given away to the athletes alone, drinking beer and smoking cigars on international TV while wearing gold medals which is apparently all right for men but women have to apologize.
And a slam poet.
GAIZ, A SLAM POET.
Red mittens with little white maple leafs, hugging strangers on the street, verbally abusing Americans (I do apologize for that, rest assured they are the minority as we only insult Americans in our thoughts), crazy stupid over-spending, and beavers, Mounties, hockey players and Michael Buble stripped by Mounties while singing to beavers and hockey players because why not?
First in gold, third overall, spontaneous singing of an anthem that's ridiculously easy to sing, beer, beer, Vancouver streets like actual arteries from above, beer, weed, beer, whoops don't step on that puddle of vomit. MOAR BEER.
But most importantly this moment:
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Followed by this moment:
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Amen.