Call Me a "Meanie"...UPDATED

..., but I chortled, giggled, nay...laffed mah ass off at that shit!

I mean, common!
I always wondered (when, like watchin' the Olympics), what kinda' idjit stands down-range of an athelete, hurling a staff, topped with a pointy, hypodermic-like object?!

I guess her mother left that out of the, "Don't Run With Scissors, Chew Your Food 20 Times, Wipe From FRONT to Back!" lecture.
Duh.

Here's a link Joe. Now do u get the point? I said "point". *snerk*