Remember my theory about the evil Russian ice skater actually being the evil love child of that dude from Def Leppard, Barry Manilow, and Wayne Gretsky?
I was talking to my mom and we were comparing notes on The Bolympics … and also noting that we will never, ever pronounce it properly after Poochie’s infatuation with The Bolympics started in 1984 … before he’d fully mastered the English language.
Mom: That Push-whatever guy?
Mom: He reminds me of someone.
Me: I know!
Mom: But I can’t quite put my finger on it. But I know him.
Me: I’ve got it all figured out.
Me: Yeah. He’s the guy from Def Leppard …
Mom: I don’t know who that is.
Me: I know. Stick with me. It’s the guy from Def Leppard, Wayne Gretsky, and … well, your favorite artist and mine, Barry Manilow.
Mom: (shocked silence)
Mom: Oh. My. God.
Mom: Oh. Shit.
Mom: You’re so right. I don’t want Barry to be involved in anything so evil, but you’re right!
And … scene!