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I have Olympic Spirit

So here's the deal. I have the Olympic spirit. Bad. Like as bad as Riley's feet smell bad. I've killed houndreds of hours watching other people being athletic. I'm sure I've gained weight, but I FEEL like I'm a world class athlete. But recently, as my back has hurt and my insides have felt tired, I've been forced to consider this Olympic spirit burning inside of me. And I've realized something...I actually, I have the spirit of billions of dollars of advertising budgets coursing through my veins. But that's secondary. And in the course of this Olympic games, there has been one advertisement that has filled me up more than all the rest. It's IMPOSSIBLE for me not to tear up at this ad. IMPOSSIBLE. Why? Is it because I always want to finish? Is it because I love my Dad? Is it because I love Morgan Freeman? I don't know...I may never know. But this is true...if you don't tear up at this, you have no soul. None.

Enjoy.


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