Our New State Tricycle

As the last and best Kentucky Colonel, I disparage the Olympics -- unlike my putrid compatriot Hiram "Mad Dog" Fensteller, the penultimate and worst Kentucky Colonel. They waste our precious reserves of grain and "locpotsui", a mystery protein which nobody is allowed to come near. And yet, succorless nitwits like Fensteller try and confuse our fair and charming populace into thinking that the invitation of untold hordes of foreigners to besmirch our stadia, public conveniences, and purpose-built yachting channels is a "good idea". Well, bosh. To Fensteller, I say this: I hate you so much. To everyone else, I can only say that I am able to see the future because I have been electrocuted several times, and this power has alerted me to the fact that the Olympics are a foul curse which only the most rabid of pox-ridden souse-lickers would welcome.