Michael Phelps made a bad decision. He spoke. It was kind of awkward, and you knew it was going to be—but you watched anyway. You know how on Christmas Day, that one network plays a video of logs burning on the fire. And that shizzle gets ridiculous ratings. Michael Phelps should have just stood there shirtless for an hour and a half. Give the ratings ten minutes. He’d start, he’d take his shirt off, the mass texts regarding a shirtless Phelps (sans face) would go out, and every queen and bitter lonely girl would be running for the nearest television. The only people left at “BoysRoom” would be a confused Amanda Lepore and John Travolta wearing an “Eyes Wide Shut” mask.
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The first three minutes of that show made my night. I would rather watch Tina Fey as Sarah Palin than watch any actual politician. For real.
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