What Do You Mean I Can’t Say Olympics?

Ah Clisare, the gift that keeps on giving.

“So I’m not allowed to say it, but they expect me to watch it?”

Note* for some reason every time Clare updates her Youtube channel I lose the Olympic one. But you should really watch her anyway.


About ohhellwhatthehell

I like gin, mittens and otters, not necessarily in that order. Here's some stuff I felt like writing down when I'm not chained to a desk writing other things for a living. Please use caution when using this site; there may be sweary words, cute animals and general bullshit. Don't say I didn't fucking warn you.
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3 Responses to What Do You Mean I Can’t Say Olympics?

  1. Hahahaha/weep – you have no idea how accurate this is. This is pretty how much my day goes, and I work for the motherfuckers that PAID for most of it.

  2. My local fancy furniture store has the Olympic rings illegally in its window. If there’s a spotter’s fee, I’m totally telling.

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