Specifically his ears and teeth! The rest of his body: great. But his ears stick out goofily (is that a word?) and it seems-especially when he talks-as if he has way more teeth than will fit comfortably in his mouth. Now I realize he doesn't care one whit what a chumpy (combination of frumpy and chubby) mom like me thinks, but I still think he looks a bit odd. So that's it. Call me un-American if you must.
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Showing posts with label sports. Show all posts
August 20, 2008
Go for the Gold, Baby!
OK, call me shallow, judgmental, superficial--I'll do it. I'm shallow, judgmental and superficial but I have an issue with Michael Phelps. It's great that he's won 15 gold medals--wowza! My problem is his head.
Specifically his ears and teeth! The rest of his body: great. But his ears stick out goofily (is that a word?) and it seems-especially when he talks-as if he has way more teeth than will fit comfortably in his mouth. Now I realize he doesn't care one whit what a chumpy (combination of frumpy and chubby) mom like me thinks, but I still think he looks a bit odd. So that's it. Call me un-American if you must.
Specifically his ears and teeth! The rest of his body: great. But his ears stick out goofily (is that a word?) and it seems-especially when he talks-as if he has way more teeth than will fit comfortably in his mouth. Now I realize he doesn't care one whit what a chumpy (combination of frumpy and chubby) mom like me thinks, but I still think he looks a bit odd. So that's it. Call me un-American if you must.
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