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Prompt- "Here's a good trick: Get a job as a judge at the Olympics. Then, if some guy sets a world record, pretend that you didn't see it and go, "Okay, is everybody ready to start now?" - Jack Handy (cast member of Saturday Night Live)
A/N- Hey! As you know it's the London Olympic Games at the moment. (If you don't know, get out of the rock you're living under and Google it or switch on your TV.) So I am doing an Olympic Games Saga where I'll write 4 chapters of the New Directions and Warblers watching The Games. So… enjoy. :) Oh, and I'd like to thank TheShrimpyGleek, perfectlyODD, CouldIBeAnyMoreOfAGleek and alovestorytoldincupsofcoffee for reviewing and 12kirby12 for adding Alphabet Zoo as a Favourite Story. You are all seriously cool that everyone should be jealous! :)
Third perspective
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"Oh my god, they are running with a giant Ped Egg! The Olympic Torch has turned into a gigantic Ped Egg!" Jeff says and jumps up and down on the couch.
It was 6 in the morning and the Warblers were watching the Opening Ceremony.
"No it's not, it's an ordinary torch that doesn't smooth feet," David said.
"How do YOU know? Did YOU make the torch? Were YOU the torch maker?" Nick asks and David just face-palms "Didn't think so."
"WHY ARE THEY LIGHTING HAMS ON FIRE?" Nick yells at the TV.
"They're not hams, they're torches," Wes sighed.
A/N- Look! You've completed reading this story! Sorry, no reward except (I hope) enjoyment. Ped Egg is an Australian thing that scrapes dry skin off your feet. I don't have one, it's just the advert was always on TV. Yeah. REVIEW!