I don’t care if they’re eight years old, they’re like an adorable matching set of Chinese Polly Pockets. (Ping Pocket?)
On a side note, I feel bad for the American gymnasts. In a sport that values petiteness, the poor scrunchie-loving honeys, who weigh, on average, 30 pounds more than the Chinese team, must feel like (107-pound) whales. If anything can drive you to throw up your lunch, winning silver might.
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